Tonight, we prepared a bit more with Peyton’s bed. Dave put the bed rail and moved things around properly. Dave parked himself in front of her room, while I made myself busy, trying to ignore her. I was in the shower, and heard her as soon as I got out. She was crying out for water. I took my phone and headed downstairs to the back room. I didn’t want to watch TV in the living room, because she may be able to hear or see it. I then heard this shriek, with a “I WANT MOMMEEEE…MOMMMEEEE…” I was so sad to hear. Poor little girl. Luckily, it stopped after a few minutes. I didn’t keep track exactly how long she cried, but it sounded long enough to me. I stayed strong, and let Dave handle things. It would only be worse for all involved if I intervened. He came down and breathed a sigh of relief that at least one kid was done. Brandon was still up, and he is in the process of earning his music back, so he’s been quiet so far. If anything, she is keeping him up. Instead of taking away his music, we are making him earn it for the next night. He started with it off today, and if does a good job being quiet, he gets to have it tomorrow. Slightly different approach than taking it away, and already seems to be a better strategy.
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