Why don't I learn...

I should know better than to jinx myself with a blog entry called blissfull nights... Ian has figured out that he can get up anytime in the middle of the night and get in bed with us. I'm ok with this as long as he isn't trying to sleep in my spot all night. He still roots around on my chest while he sleeps and in the process occasionally head buts me. ARGH! The problem is that I am too sleepy the last couple of nights to bother getting up and putting him back to sleep in his room. This is because of the above reason. Really just a vicious circle. Sigh. But that is just me. I can live with sleep deprevation. I'm getting rather used to it. The problem is that Ian doesn't sleep very well either. When he is tired he acts up and gets really devilish and won't mind. In fact he will get that glint in his eye when we ask him to stop whatever bad behavior he's practicing, and look us right in the eye and do it anyway. He was in time out three times during dinner yesturday. We have just started with time outs. I have a feeling they will be a part of our life for a long time... Ian is certainly Mr. Independent.