No Sleep Jase

Jase has always been a terrible sleeper. When he was an infant I had to count hours he’d been awake because he REFUSED to nap and would regularly get over-tired.

Unfortunately he’s not outgrown his dislike for sleep but his excuses have gotten significantly more entertaining...

1. He needs an ice pack? Why does he need one? No reason but it if you value life at all, it MUST be green.

2. He needs to check on McKenna... you wanted me to leave her crying in her crib earlier but now you have deep concern about her whereabouts.

3. He needs to pee. You already peed 5 times before bed; the last being a pitiful display where you finally spit in the toilet to garner a faux-splash effect but “ok” let’s pee... again.

4. He needs a fork. Sure, you refused to eat dinner (again) so now you’re going to cannibalize your stuffed animals. Makes sense.

5. It’s dark outside. 

    I can’t. Even.

Maybe one of these days I’ll figure out why he hates sleep so much...