Once upon a time, long ago, there was a time when every Monday there were poll results and a new poll...
For those of you who missed these polls, please accept my apologies! The past month has been rough with the remodeling and the preparations for Lisa's birthday (aka The Most Important Celebration of the Year). The day would just fly by, and there was no reason to put up a new poll on a Friday. And for those of you who hate the polls, tough luck. They're back.
So, where were we? Ah yes. Last month, I asked what age was more difficult with kids: two or three. Sixty-two percent of you said that age three is more difficult. And then the rest of you voted that all ages are difficult.
Based on the results, I take great solace that people seem to think age three is more difficult because that is what I'm finding out. The kids seem to be much more stubborn and tyrannical than they used to be. And as for those of you who believe that all ages are difficult, I am on my way to BevMo! to stock up on liquor.
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For the past week or so, Lisa have I been sleep deprived. It goes without saying that my flatulence problem is part of the problem, but the real butt of the problem is Emma's crying in the middle of the night.
A few times a night, Emma cries because her bedsheets are messy. She screams for us because she gets too frustrated trying to fix her sheets by herself. We've tried many things to stop this from happening: letting her cry it out, trying to teach her how to do it herself, and swaddling (Boy! For something that they loved for the first part of their lives, they sure hate it now!).
So what do you think? Is it just a phase that we have to wait to end? Do we keep on letting her cry? Or should we just get her a sleeping bag?
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