Bottle It Up

I wish I had Owen's energy or could bottle that stuff up.  The summer sun keeps us running around outside a little later in the evenings and you would think that would guarantee a sound sleeper through the night.  But, his new-found independence and realization that he can actually get out of bed and leave his room has recently created some interesting wake-up calls in the middle of the night.

Last night I woke in a panic to Oscar growling, as if there was an intruder in our home.  Turns out it was just Owen, wandering into our room to tell us he had to go potty--which has actually become code for "I want to get up now".  No, sweetheart, it is only 3:30am.  After a bit of convincing, he went back to bed and I finally fell back asleep after tossing and turning.  At 5am I woke to his bathroom light on and found him sitting on top of the potty holding a shirt, shorts and underwear---ready to get dressed and start the day. Again.  All of this while our 3.5 month old slept soundly. Oh, the irony.

Getting out of bed was painful and there isn't enough caffeine to help get through this morning.  But, Owen? I thought he'd be grumpy when I had to wake him up to get dressed.  Instead, he smiled with his eyes still shut and then promptly started singing.