Good-Bye to Nap Time

Sigh. It's true.

The nap time routine turned into a daily war that I just couldn't do anymore. I had a few days to stew and pout over it before regrouping and altering the routine. We now have quiet time. Which is anything but quiet, but he's in his room so I can get the things done I need to get done.

The first day I went to the Goodwill and got a bunch of new toys that would be his quiet time toys (I cannot take credit for this idea it came from my new mommy group!) But he was very excited and happily skipped up to his room and played for an hour before falling asleep for another 30 minutes. Awesome, I'll take it. (My other trick is that I wait until Grant is asleep before instilling quiet time so that I get some time completely kid free.) The second day he was on to me and I had to wrestle him into the room and then I closed the door. He FREAKED out! And knows how to open the door... so it was another battle. He eventually caved and passed out on the floor for 3 hours!

Yesterday went the same, although I was able to calm him down and convince him he could sit in the chair for quiet time where he fell asleep again. (This from the kid who thinks he doesn't need an afternoon nap).

Today?? Today he went up just fine. We collected all of his toys and books he wanted to bring and he skipped his way up. I thought for sure my 'Cry it out' nap time war had been won and he had accepted his fate. Then I heard him asking for water. So I got him some water and attempted to open the door to give it to him.

Stuck. The door wouldn't open. We have really really old doors and door knobs that always give us a bit of trouble. But it stuck. From the other side of the door Aid's voice a little shakier asks..."Mama? What's happening?" I tried not to panic and told him the door was just stuck and mama would get it open....he started to cry....I kept trying....eventually called Bob and considered getting the ladder and breaking in through the window. Bob told me there is a lock on the inside of the door that he has seen Aid play with. So I went back up and tried to talk Aid into unlocking the door....he was fiddling around with the knob, as was I, and it finally opened. I don't think it was locked though...

So there was no quiet time today either....I kept envisioning the phone call I would potentially have to make. "Uh yeah....I locked my kid in his room because he wouldn't take a nap or do quiet time and I have to clean the house and then play on the computer and now the door is stuck and he's locked inside..."

Mother of the year.