The whole leaving The Boy alone at bedtime thing is working pretty well. Friday night, The Boy didn't go to sleep until after midnight, but he spent the time in his room alone from 9 o'clock onwards. He came out to use the potty a couple of times, but he stayed without much complaint. He stayed up later than I did, actually. He was so happy to see Grandpa on Friday night! On Saturday night, he fell asleep about thirty seconds after I left his room, so the experiment has been a success so far.
And, as for wakings: Saturday morning, he spent the whole morning in his own room and his own bed. Sunday morning, he joined us after 6am. A qualified success, so far.
The boys have been very good to Grandpa all weekend, and they've been on decent behavior towards us as well. We went to breakfast, then the park, then the pool for lunch, then home for naps. We barbecued steaks and chicken for dinner, then we went for ice cream. It was an utterly normal, boring kind of day.
It was perfect. No hospitals, no illnesses, no drama, no nothing. 18 months ago, this was a weekend that would have been beyond extraordinary - it would have been inconceivable. Now? Easy.
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