My son: on the other hand, had to be told with strong reminders that it was one in the morning and he needed to put a sleep timer on, turn the volume down and at least try to get to sleep?
Today was a busy day of getting everything just so, just right, so when dad got home, it would look like we kept everything pristine all week, and the house wasn't a complete wreck at times.
My daughter wanted to bring Cheerio to meet her friend Brooklyn at Aditi's house. This was a tough call, but Cheerio did it. In the car to pick up dad at the airport, to Aditi's house, held by everyone in the family in the car, and then being held by at least five more people at Aditi's house. Not one poop on the floor or in someone's lap. No one got peed on. He was a little angel. We brought a little portable toiled (hay in a box), and I suppose he timed things well. He is so well-named. He is absolutely cheery.
When we got home, my husband was tired. He ate some food and then sat down on the chair in the living room and promptly fell asleep before seven. We're letting him rest.
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