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OK. So. I taught Ms. Wee how to read the clock in her room, so that when she wakes up at 5:30 to the desperate "cheep cheep cheep" of the birds, she doesn't promptly waltz into the study with a cheery "good morning, where's my milk." She had to wait until 6:30 at least, 7:00 was even better, to announce her greeting to the world, from her room, and request we materialize there promptly. Until then, she was to either try to return back to sleep, read or play quietly in her room. So. Many moons later, her room may resemble like a hurricane just passed through, but the plan is working. Now, this was much, much, much easier on my last nerve than, say, coaxing Hubby to understand that once I'm asleep, until I wake up voluntarily, I'm not to be disturbed. Why, you ask? Because like Ms. Wee, once awoken, I'm awake. To return to Hubby...Ten years on. No mojo. Whoever thought of the two double beds with a nightstand in the center was a genius. Implementation pending. Mucho bargaining in progress.
OK. So. I taught Ms. Wee how to read the clock in her room, so that when she wakes up at 5:30 to the desperate "cheep cheep cheep" of the birds, she doesn't promptly waltz into the study with a cheery "good morning, where's my milk." She had to wait until 6:30 at least, 7:00 was even better, to announce her greeting to the world, from her room, and request we materialize there promptly. Until then, she was to either try to return back to sleep, read or play quietly in her room. So. Many moons later, her room may resemble like a hurricane just passed through, but the plan is working. Now, this was much, much, much easier on my last nerve than, say, coaxing Hubby to understand that once I'm asleep, until I wake up voluntarily, I'm not to be disturbed. Why, you ask? Because like Ms. Wee, once awoken, I'm awake. To return to Hubby...Ten years on. No mojo. Whoever thought of the two double beds with a nightstand in the center was a genius. Implementation pending. Mucho bargaining in progress.