Conspiracy Theory

Silas and Micah keep waking each other up. It's very frustrating. It's most frustrating not because I especially need the time to myself, but because when they don't sleep they get overly tired, thus mean and cranky. Silas does things like throw 2 forks at the cat, or spitefully pulls all the socks out of Joel's sock drawer. I wouldn't mind if it was a game, but he cries and yells things at me while he does it. Sometimes he walks around in circles, saying in a half crying, half whining voice, "Where's the water?" or, "the bed. the bed." Sometimes I oblige and put him in bed. He doesn't want to sleep. He just wants his pacifier.

Micah, on the other hand, expresses his over-tiredness by not wanting to do anything. He doesn't want to swing, exersauce in the exersaucer, play on the couch or play with the dangling barnyard toys. He doesn't want to be cradled, swaddled or doodle-dumped. He just wants to be held like an old boring sack of russet potatoes.