Last night Faye woke up in the middle of it (the night. It just felt redundant to type it again). When I picked her up her little legs were so cold. Then it dawned on me. The nights are getting colder. No more will the kids be sleeping in just diapers with the windows open. I mean, I am going to keep the windows open for the cool breezes, but pajamas must be worn.
Knowing this and implementing it are two completely different things when your children have minds of their own. Faye wiggles away any time I try to dress her. She will sit still in my lap unless I show even the smallest desire to change her clothes. Keith fights tooth and nail. He has loved sleeping "naked" aka in just his diaper.
I don't want my kids to be cold, and I don't want to make a little thing into a huge ordeal. So I tricked Keith.
I ran into his room with him chasing me. I snuck his drawer open and whipped out his pajamas. I held them up and he wailed "No! I don't want to sleep in my pajamas." I told him to look at the picture on his pajamas. He did, and then looked at me quizzically. I told him that Football is a fall game, and fall is when Halloween is. I may never get him out of those pajamas again, now. But he is so happy wearing them.