The sleeping tyrant

Things had got pretty bad with Ms Iz and the sleeping thang. She can now climb out of her cot so we put her in the bottom bunk. She screamed and yelled and got out of bed and carried on and came all the way down stairs...then silence...then

"Knock knock who's there it's me Izzie" would come through the living room door.

She's the bravest person I know, doesn't think anything of coming downstairs in the dark all alone.

A couple of times she'd be crying in bed and poor Bax would be singing to her trying to get her to be quiet and go to sleep and what started as a quiet little baa baa black sheep or twinkle twinkle would turn into a desperate and loud BAA BAA or HOW I WONDER WHAT YOU ARE as the poor boy got more and more desperate to get Iz to be quiet.

Then last night they were chatting happily but quite loudly and we'd already had Izzie come down stairs and be put back in bed a couple of times, then we heard a piercing scream like a stuck pig and we ran up to see if they were ok and it was Bax screaming. Izzie had climbed up into his bed barricaded herself in a corner trapping him in the other cuorner and she was lobbing metal toy cars at him. He has bruises!

So tonight we rethought the whole thing. We have moved Izzie's cot into a smallest empty bedroom, we have taken all toys, pictures everything out but a small bedside cabinet and a heater, we have changed the black and white blind for a plain calico one, and tonight when G put Iz into bed she said Night night Daddy and that was it. She did come down once "knockknockwhoisitit'smeIzzie" but that was because she had filled a nappy which I changed then straight back up into bed, door open a touch and she IS FAST ASLEEP and it's only 11.13pm! OMG!