In other news, the oldest monster had her first sleepover last night. The husb. and I nearly died laughing as we fielded a series of questions and comments from the guest and Monster1 after the official bed time.
Apparently they were having trouble going to sleep and they trialed a number of remedies including changing beds, reading in bed, turning out lights, turning on lights and reading again, etc. At no time did it occur to them to stop talking to each other. We did suggest it. Really, we did.
Meanwhile, their upsie-downie-ness and discussion kept Monster2 awake. The poor little mite felt very left out from the bigger girls (though technically she is quite a bit bigger than both of the others).
We finally got a result at 10pm when we went for the old fashioned method of threatening the girls with moving Monster1 to the lounge room if they didn't stop nattering and get to sleep.
They were up pretty nippily this morning so I harnessed the adrenal rush and had all three out picking berries by 8.30 am.
Monster2 paid the heaviest toll. She started her afternoon nap at 10.30 am on the sofa. She couldn't face lunch even though it included a salami sandwich (heavens to Betsy - a Christmas miracle). We just decanted her from the sofa to bed to finish the job. She was snoozing again through dinner time. She will probably need an extra apple for breakfast tomorrow.
[Late breaking news - Monster2 is sporting a jaunty new virus, hence her sluggedlyness.]