Shoot Me Now.
He's not sleeping.
The Boy is...a boy. He loves to bounce and jump and run everywhere, all day long. He crashes every day at 1. The house is typically silent, with the exception of a couple of knitting needles rubbing together (with an occasional swear muttered by me.)
Yesterday he decided that he wasn't going to nap. He cried, whined, threw a hissy then jumped out of his crib.
Finally I let him come out into the living room and sit with me on the couch. That lasted all of 2 seconds.
Today is the same thing. He's in his crib, jumping around like it's an inflatable castle.
Sleep, damn it!!
There's not enough Calgon in the world if he doesn't take a nap 2 days in a row.