Stomping Up The Stairs Always Helps

We're on a bit of a sleep deprivation diet around here.

Once again, the Crazies are not sleeping through the night.

We had the issue of the Devil Dogs...we resolved that by "sending them on a playdate with their puppy friends" (read: stuffing them in Husband's closet with a good amount of violence...just for a little while...please don't get mad, A!!!).

Now we just don't know what is keeping these little Crazies up at night.

Here are my theories:

• Teething - of course...teething! I've used that to excuse every other possible behavior, right? Why not this?
• Nightmares - about what? Seriously...they're two!
• Loss of bink - this has some validity to it which throws me into tremors over ever having to remove the binks from their cherubic little mouths.
• Too much crap in their cribs - there is just way too much in there, but Hailey likes to pile everything up and sleep on top of it. It's cute...what can I say?
• The Ice Cream Man - they are petrified of the Ice Cream Man (which can also be the Police...they're on and the same in the world of a two year old). Every time they hear him (every goddamn afternoon), they throw a shit fit and thereby finish their naps in dramatic fashion. The same rings true if they hear a police siren on TV or if they hear theme music to a show that even slightly resembles that of the ice cream man.
  
• The very thought of Mommy and Daddy going to sleep - no joke...Matt wakes up as soon as I'm about to turn off the light...every single night.
• Just to piss Daddy off - this one speaks for itself. They're testing the man...in a serious way.

So, whenever one of these little events takes place, Husband feels the need to throw a minor tantrum. I can't really blame him...after all, he's the one who has to go to work in the morning. When we're upstairs, he simply sighs heavily and goes across the hall to calm whichever child has his/her head spinning around at that moment.

However, when we're downstairs and they've only just gone to sleep? Husband throws his laptop to the side, gets really pissed off (seemingly at me, but not really), possibly pounds his fists into the couch, and stomps up the stairs.

Now, I don't know about you, but if someone came stomping up the stairs, it would definitely calm me down enough to go back to sleep. How about you?

I don't think he even realizes he is doing it and the Crazies always go back to sleep. It doesn't scare them at all, but it definitely brings out my inner Noise Nazi...

So, I guess that stomping up the stairs really does help because when I go tiptoe-ing the 6 feet across the hall, silently put the bink back in, silently close the door, and silently get back into bed, they're awake freaking 15 minutes later.

Husband - 1, Wife - 0

Disclaimer #1: I wrote this last night. Every single time I write a post about sleep issues, they sleep through the night...like they did last night. What a difference!

Disclaimer #2: The Devil Dogs are really awesome toys...my kids just aren't mature enough to know when to use them and when to "put them to sleep." So, if you've emailed me saying that you don't think you're going to get them...think again. The kids loved them!