I am not ashamed to say: Grace and I get up at 8:00 am on a normal day. Brian leaves at 6:00am and the three girls and I sleep. It’s a great system.
Sundays, we all get up early because we go to the 8:00 am church service. Generally, if Grace doesn’t sleep/nap well on the weekend, she will make up for it on Monday.
Today, for some unknown reason, Lulu decided that Grace needed to wake up early to play with her. Brian left. Hera watched him out the front window, as usual. And I heard an elephant stampede upstairs. I knew it was bad news. I went to the stairs and in a yelling whisper told little thunder-butt to get downstairs. She didn’t get in trouble, but she knew that I wasn’t happy. And then Grace started to fuss. I was not going to give up easily. After about 7-8 min, she fell asleep, woke up, remembered she was supposed to be upset, fussed a little more, and fell back asleep until 7:45. THAT I was willing to work with.
She also took a (nearly) three hour nap.