Today was a rough day for sleep. Since we’ve been here, Alex has gotten quite accomplished at locking and unlocking doors, and then opening them. The third day he locked himself in and then couldn’t get out. Since then, he’s figured out that if he locks the door, he has to unlock it before he can open it. At home, his bedroom doorknob is still too tall for him to reach, so he stays put in his bedroom once we close the door.
We tried to put Alex down for his nap nearly a half hour past the time we usually put him down, even though he still didn’t look tired. A few minutes later, Alex wanders out to visit us in the living room. I put him back in bed. Twice more, he came to visit. When I took him back the last time, I put the gate up on his bedroom door. The door opens. We hear “Mama, Mama”. At first we tried to ignore him hoping he would give up and take his nap. But after the door closed and opened again and he kept talking out the open door, we finally gave up and let him out. Only because Aunt Leigh was trying to sleep and he was going to disturb her.
Fast forward to bedtime when Alex is definitely overtired and needs to go to bed. He doesn’t want to go to bed, so I stayed and laid down with him for a few minutes. He was quiet and seemed OK when I left, closing the door behind me. Five minutes later, we hear the pitter-patter of little feet on the kitchen floor and Alex appears in the living room. He kisses Grandma goodnight for the second time and I take him back to his bedroom, put him in bed, kiss him goodnight, and leave, again closing the door behind me. This time I put the gate up again. A few minutes later, the door opens. He’s calling out the door again, so I go over and tell him to get back in bed. He kisses me (again!) and gets into bed. I close the door and he immediately starts crying. Fortunately, Aunt Leigh is awake and we let him cry. It is now about 25 minutes after we started this process and he’s been quiet for about 5 minutes.