{"id":62728,"date":"2022-10-12T06:58:42","date_gmt":"2022-10-12T10:58:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.ahealthysliceoflife.com\/?p=62728"},"modified":"2022-10-12T06:58:45","modified_gmt":"2022-10-12T10:58:45","slug":"a-parenting-anecdote","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ahealthysliceoflife.com\/a-parenting-anecdote\/","title":{"rendered":"A Parenting Anecdote"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Mondays are late nights for us, as the kids have activities, and they don’t get into bed until close to 9:15\/9:30. I always know getting going on Tuesdays will be a little more challenging. Yesterday morning I let Hailey push her alarm back to 8:00 instead of 7:45. When it went off I heard her stumble out of bed and come downstairs to sit bleary-eyed on the couch. Sweet, tired baby.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kaitlyn didn’t budge so I went and opened her door. Then in my usual fashion I played music, called to her, let the dog bark, etc. The girl would not get up. Finally at 9:00 I started meaning business. She finally relented, trying to come down blanket-clad to the couch, but I directed her to the table where breakfast was waiting instead. I was met with a total breakdown. Tears and screams of how tired she was exploded. A bit extreme, I thought. Strange.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I tried to start reading at the table while they ate, but Kaitlyn couldn’t pull herself together. I told her to go to the couch and she did. Minutes later she was back asleep. Odd, I thought.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I kept busy with Hailey, doing math and such, while I kept going back to check on Kaitlyn. I was beginning to worry about this unusual behavior, feeling her forehead every time I passed by. It wasn’t warm, so that was at least a good sign, though she stayed snoozing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I decided to set Hailey up with OSMO (currently 47% off for Prime Day<\/a>, FYI). We only have it set up on Kaitlyn’s iPad, but it wasn’t in the drawer in the kitchen that the iPads always belong in. Hmm<\/em>. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

We started looking around for it and couldn’t find it, so Hailey said she’d look in Kaitlyn’s room. Well, that couldn’t be; they aren’t allowed to have them in their rooms, but I obliged.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Low and behold, we found Kaitlyn’s iPad on her bed, opened to Disney+, earphones plugged in, and a portable charger attached. Son of a gun… it all clicked for me. The girl is exhausted because she was up sneaking iPad movies all night long!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I took a deep breath and went to sit next to her on the couch. She fluttered open her eyes. In my sweet mom voice I asked “how are you doing, kiddo?” I’m ok, just tired.<\/em> “Aw, why do you think you’re so tired?” I was up so late.<\/em> “Oh yeah? What were you doing up so late?” Listening to stories.<\/em> “What were you listening to stories on?” —she made direct eye contact, and immediately realized I knew–<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tears flowed and she wailed, I had my iiiiiPPPPaaaadddddd.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I should have been mad that she sneaked her iPad, stayed up to 3:30 AM (yes, she told me she was up until almost 4:00 in the morning), and ruined a whole day being exhausted. I should have been mad but inside I was cracking up laughing. Oh, there are parts of her that are SO me when I was young.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Outwardly I stayed stern, gave her a couple small chores to do, and told her there would be a consequence after I had time to think about it and talk to Daddy. Inside though? Cracking up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kaitlyn’s day finally got started at close to 1:00 PM and she was a complete delight. A complete delight that went to bed early with the help of a melatonin gummy and a double check that her iPad was tucked safely into it’s kitchen drawer. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Y’all help me with that one; she’s going to give us a run for our money. But gosh I love her spunk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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