Monthly Archives: March 2006

Dance and Perhaps the Rain Will Come

Children are enough to send the most dogmatic rationalist into wide-eyed chicken waving and entrail reading. I was gone this weekend, so I missed the first stages of the Great Sleep Change. Eli decided that he wanted to get up at 5:00 or 5:30 in the morning. By the time I was back home on Sunday night, we’d started trying a number of things. Let’s keep him up a little later! And put a blanket on his bed! And dance in the hopes that the sleep god will smile upon us, for the love of all that is holy, don’t you know we’re no good at being sleep deprived any more!!!!

This morning he was quiet until 6:30. When I went in to get him out of bed and change his diaper, I discovered that he wasn’t dirty. “That’s it!” I told Misty. “He didn’t have much to eat last night, so he was able to sleep later! No dinner for him!” Misty talked me out of my plan. Mostly.

Avoid Tin-Foil Hats

I have decided that aliens beam new knowledge into Eli’s brain when he’s asleep. It’s the only way I can explain how he has all of this knowledge from unknown sources. Today, after lunch, we all piled in the car to leave the restaurant. Eli pointed at the restaurant’s van parked beside it. “Phone number onna big truck!” Buh? How does the kid know what a phone number looks like?