I came in and Lilly declared she was hot so she didn't want to wear her pajama pants. Ahhh, to be so little :)
We kept them in separate rooms on Saturday night because Jim and I went out to dinner and didn't want to try it for the first time with a babysitter, so last night was night number one of sharing a bedroom. It started off with more excitement than we would have liked. We put Jack to bed in his new crib at 6 and he went to sleep like usual. Lilly was intrigued by the fact that he was sleeping in her room. She kept saying, "I'm so proud that Jack is my roommate!" Lilly says she's so proud when she's excited about something, so things seemed to be going well. She went in to check on him a few times and loved using the remote to turn his mobile back on when it went off. Then, we had dinner and went on with our usual nighttime routine. When it came time for Lilly to go to bed, Jim took her into our bedroom to read books, and then into her room to put her to bed. We had talked to her about what to do if she heard Jack crying in the night. She knew to roll over and go back to sleep, and she seemed okay with that. We had no idea how the next part of the night was going to go but figured that if we could get them both to sleep in the same room, the rest of the night would be fine.
The excitement began when Lilly "whispered" that she would like to sing songs once she was in bed. And Lilly has inherited Jim's whispering skills...or lack thereof :) So the "whispering" and singing woke Jack up. He started crying and Lilly was not happy about the fact that she couldn't sing songs in her room, so Jim and I did what all responsible parents do--we kissed them both goodnight and left the room. I wish we had recorded the next 15 minutes.
Jack cried on and off with Lilly saying, "It's alright, buddy...it's alright, buddy...Jack, it's alright" over and over again for a solid 5 minutes. That just made him cry more! Jim and I were in the living room, and we just looked at each other and laughed. There was nothing else to do. After a few minutes, Jack's crying tapered off and we thought we were in the clear. 5 minutes later, Jack started crying again, and this time, Lilly started saying, "Jack, it's sleep time. It's not time to cry. It's time to go to sleep." At the end of those 15 minutes, we had two sleeping children. In the same room. It was one of those proud moments where we felt like we had accomplished something pretty important! This morning, Jack got up to eat at 4 (without waking Lilly), and then went back to sleep until 7:30 when I went in to check on them and found him playing with his feet. Jim scooped him up while he was happy so that he didn't wake Lilly up...who emerged at 9 this morning! She is not going to know what hit her when she starts school, but she is certainly taking advantage of lazy mornings while she can.
I'm sure the adventures of having two little ones in the same room are just beginning.
Our two sleeping "roommates"