I need to vent! We have the sweetest and most wonderful set of 2 year olds in the world! Except for nighttime! When it comes to going to bed Allie is having none of it. Brooke, for the most part, plops down with her Pooh, Hippo and "Cupa" (Sippy Cup) and goes straight to bed. She will even climb down from my lap when I whisper, "Wanna go nite-nite?" and walk herself to her crib. Allie on the other hand fights it daily. Upon entry into her crib, she cries and proceeds to throw her Tigger, Pig, and "Cupa" out of the crib. She will cry for close to two hours if we let her. The one side of the coin says to comfort her. The other says to let her cry it out. Well the only thing is that the few things that she could use to comfort herself she chunks out of the crib Favre style! What say you?
Don't you want a kiss from one of these monkies? Apple sauce has never looked so yummy, huh?