Poor Xander is having a rough couple of days. Of all the boys, he seems to have the worst of the colds in the house at the moment - the sniffles and a little bit of a cough. If that isn't enough, he also shares a room with Sawyer, who's had a sleepless couple of nights - which means Xander's also had a couple of sleepless nights.
For the last two or three nights, Sawyer has spent the majority of the night awake. We're relatively lucky, in that he's a happy little guy and that night-time waking is not a major ordeal. We pretty well trained all of the boys that Mommy and Daddy don't do middle of the night unless there's special circumstances, like sickness or accidents. We, of course, did this before we had any idea just how quirky and cool Sawyer was and how he came with a completely different set of rules. But, as it turns out, his night-time adventures are not bad. He's just up, usually dancing around their room and doing a bit of happy screaming or laughing. Which, of course, can wake up his twin brother who shares a room and a bed with him - especially if he's not feeling all that well and probably not sleeping all that soundly.
Today, it finally caught up with Xander. Sawyer had him up and awake around 6 a.m this morning (if not before), and though they stayed in their room until close to 8 a.m., it couldn't have been that peaceful. So this afternoon at lunch time, Xander finally gave out. He was actually sitting at the table, strapped into his booster chair, with his plate of food in front of him. He just put his head down and fell asleep - right on top of his plate and his yogurt. I had to wipe it off of his forehead before I carried him upstairs and put him in bed for a much-needed and much-deserved nap.
Poor little guy. Sick and tired, in more ways that one, probably.
Sawyer, of course, is still happily bouncing around the living room between his toys and Connor's new movie of choice - Pixar's Wall-E. He's averaged maybe five or six hours of sleep the last three nights. How he manages on such little sleep, I'll never understand. Mommy requires a good 10 to 12 hours a night, and her other two children are just the same. Daddy would like it too, though with work he rarely gets to enjoy it except on a Saturday or Sunday here and there. When it comes to sleep, he's definitely odd man out around our house.
Here's hoping Sawyer decided to sleep again soon . . . for everyone's sake!
