Stinkers

I don't know why we didn't think of it last year, but in an effort to lower heating costs his winter (a yearly challenge), we're going to put the kids in the same room (Jack's, since it has the twin bed and an extra crib). A no-brainer, one would think, but for the past three years, my mind seems to have gone missing. Last year, we had two space heaters running in each of their rooms just about every afternoon and night. And while our gas bill did go down, as we set the therm to the upper 50's at night, our electric went up, of course. There's no need to run more than necessary though. It's not yet cool enough to ring out the space heaters (though it is supposed to get down to 40 tonight), but I thought I would try to get them used to bunking together- starting with nap time today.
What a disaster. At first, there were hysterical giggles, which I expected for at least a little while. It's just been an hour and fifteen minutes, and now I'm trying to take my mind off of the noise-making (banging on the very-loud radiator cover), screaming and incessant requests (dirty diapers, "Momma!"). We've made it clear that that is unacceptable (other than dirty diapers and genuine needs). Why do they assume this is okay when they are sharing a room? I guess I waited until the wrong time to switch up Gail's routine- right when she had mastered one thing, we throw her all off. Well, hopefully they will eventually give in, and this set up will become a tolerable norm.



Yes, that is blue masking tape on the blinds to keep out the light in Boo Boo's room-- something we'll probably have to do in Jack's room as well, though not to keep the light out. His room is already very dark. Every time I have gone in to check on them, Gail has the blinds all in a tangle.