Now that Noah is in school five days a week, and we have the (almost) same schedule everyday, I have vowed to get Mattias's miserable, irregular napping under control. Because it's messing up everything. Really. I'll be happy when he just drops his naps. I know, I know, I am tempting fate by typing that out when he's only 18 months old. But his napping really is wrecking havoc on everything from playdates to preschool pickups to lunches to evenings spent alone with Fritz.
Like now. It's 10:30am and he's napping. It makes no sense. He should have consolidated to one nap a day. Or I should ORDER him to consolidate. Ha! All summer long he was pushing noon (which would be perfect!) but now that Noah is out of the house he can't seem to hold it together. Over the weekend, I fed him a spoonful of sugar to keep him awake for half an hour. Literally. If Mary Poppins can do it with medicine, I should be able to do it to counteract a nap, right?
I don't know. I really don't. He's going in for a Well Child next week, so I'll definitely be asking about this. Until then - and probably AFTER then as well - I'll be blaming myself and biting my lip, wondering if I should go get some sugar from the pantry. Terrible, no?