Exception to the rule: I may nap any time I please and for as long as I please.
Yesterday was a beautiful, uncharacteristically pleasant July day. The kiddies spent a lot of time outside to enjoy the sunny day and apparently were so full of energy that they didn't nap until 3 p.m. and didn't wake up until 5 p.m. Even though TP and I took them for a nice long walk around the neighborhood in the evening, they didn't sleep until nearly 10 p.m. We thought we had a nice routine going where I give AP a bath and her last feeding by around 9 p.m. while TP does the same for ZP so that everyone is in bed and either snoozing or on the verge of snoozing by 9:30 with AP waking up only once and then going right back to sleep until a decent 6 or 7 a.m. Alas, last night was wayyy out of whack. AP got up at 2 and then again at 3 and then again at 5. Meanwhile, ZP woke up at 4:30 and despite my efforts to get him to go back to sleep, he stayed awake and wanted milk and Daddy and Wiggles and "downshtores" and "upshtores" and more milk and "sientata, Mommy" and "hold the baby" and OH MY GOD I WANT TO PASS OUT! The nanny is here now and after about a solid hour of tag-team wailing, all is suspiciously quiet. I didn't hear the door open so I'm guessing everyone finally petered out and collapsed out of sheer exhaustion. I think I'll do the same. I'll start the new rule tomorrow.