The pursuit of extended bed-time play is taking it's toll on young Jude.
Tonight is the 3rd night of the "3 day rule" instituted during bedtime. The old folks put Jude to bed and then don't go back in to his room again until all is silent (short of blood-curdling screams that is) - this could take up to 3 hours as was evidenced on Sunday night.
Once the all-quiet is heard, Jude is carefully rolled away from the door and lifted into his bed - at no time has Jude ever fallen asleep IN his new bed. The floor is obviously much more comfortable. Monday night it took 2.5 hours for him to succumb to sleep and last night it only took 45 mins. Tonight I am hoping for within the 1/2 hour. I am forever hopeful.
Jude's latest delights are bubble-blowing, playing in his sandpit, flower picking (much to his father's disgust) and exclaiming loudly.
Team Thomas spent the weekend in Hamilton. Jude enjoyed patting dogs, looking at sheep, jumping on Nana & Poppa D's bed and general high-jinks. He went to his first grown-up party on Sunday and was very well behaved. He managed to con a few old ladies into taking him outside to look at fish and the turtle.
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