My daughter is the great sleeping baby. She was sleeping 8 hours at about six weeks. At two years old she sleeps at least 12 hours every night.
Until last night.
She got a paper cut on her hand yesterday. After a kiss, a prayer, some cream and a band-aid, she felt better. She was very proud of her wound and held her arm up like it had a cast on it. She went to bed around 7pm. At 9pm, I heard her screaming. I was terrified and ran into her room.
Me: What’s wrong, baby girl?
Lydia: Ban-ad off.
Me: (half laughing, half stern) Really? OK. Let’s put it back on. Now, lay back down. Night Night.
In the next three hours this happened FIVE more times. She would start screaming, be standing in her bed without a tear in her eye and simply say, “Ban-ad off” or “Daddy, fix it!”
After the 6th time, I got the clue and simply took the band-aid off.
I’m nothing if not quick.