So it is 5:13am in the morning and you went to bed at 11:30pm after have a great time bowling and hanging out with friends. You are in a dead sleep wishing and hoping the twins don't wake up, praying that Ainsley doesn't wake up. Then it happens. Jack starts crying. Sweet Jesus you think to yourself, doesn't he want to live to be a teenager??? Apparently he does because he falls back to sleep. All is well go back to sleep, heaven. Pitter Patter, Pitter Patter, creak goes the door and there is Ainsley with blankie, puppy and a book ready to attack the day :(
I swiftly take her back to bed and lay her back down. She begins the debate with a bit of crying and some tears. They taste very salty. It makes me sad. She then brings in the big guns, puts her hand to her mouth says "SSHHHH, Dada sleep with Ainsley". I almost crack but get some resolve from deep down. I say it is "sleepy, sleepy time, close eyes, and dada will come get you in a little bit". She then pulls the trump card and says "Lions and Totos???" and points to the living room - Lions and Totos is the Wizard of Oz, or as it is known on the China editioin DVD, Bo Ying. We watch it several times a day and she now must think that it would be the best thing in the world to watch at 5am.
I leave her and then get back into bed. I think I've won. Four more battles like the one above and it is now 6:00am. The twins have been crying for 20 min.
She gets out of bed this time, I meet her at the door and we decide to call it a draw. The day has begun. We will certainly debate again. The force is strong in this one.