We've had lots of trouble lately getting Dear Daughter to stay in her bed at night. She just can't stand it that Mommy and Daddy are still awake somewhere in the house without her. After getting the kids to bed, Dear Husband and I typically retreat to the downstairs family room to watch television or to the downstairs office to do some late night paperwork. We can hear the pitter patter and thump thump of Daughter's feet above us and her attempts at (not so) silently sneaking down the stairs to peek on what we are doing. This goes until at least 10:30 most nights. Short of tying her to her bed, we are at a loss. Each time that she gets out of bed and wanders around the house she loses one of her most favorite privileges for the next day. Then another favorite privilege the next time, etc. Each new night we try again with a clean slate, and each night she manages to lose her privileges for the next day again. It's been about 10 solid days since she played with the closest neighbor kid or swam in her new pool. And some of those days she also lost "treats" after mealtime. She acts devastated the next day when she's lost her privileges, but she still continues to "earn" the consequences. For a really really smart little girl, she's not acting very smartly. To say we are frustrated with her is a major understatement. I would really like her to enjoy playing with her friend and swimming in her pool when the weather is perfect like it's been--not too hot and not too cold.
Sometimes she camps outside her little brother's room if Dear Husband has fallen asleep in the reclining rocker while holding him in his room. That's something she's not supposed to do either, but she just can't seem to control herself. A couple nights ago, after husband got up from his late night "nap" with his son, he stumbled out of Son's bedroom and found Dear Daughter sound asleep in the floor, halfway in the kids' bathroom and halfway in the hallway, with her beloved Taggie Book cushioning her head like a pillow. Dear Husband left her there until I came to have a look and until we stood around shaking our heads and snapping pictures. Then he tried to scoop her up off the floor only to discover that all her bare skin was stuck to the bare tile and wood flooring. After he managed to peel her off the floor with minimal skin burns, he put her in her bed, where she stayed until 4:00 am, at which point she had to come to our bedroom to see if we were there yet.
If she doesn't get this figured out soon, it's gonna be a long summer for her (and the rest of us, too).