Brooklyn? I'm not sure. Just no sleep. The kids have stopped sleeping. Or they take turns sleeping in little bits, harassing us in between. Max has phobias and Genevieve just prefers to yell and play all...night...long. How can she function? She slept 10pm to 4am the other night, getting up twice during that stretch to scream and mess around.
How can we function?
Tomorrow, it's to the pediatrician and the flores de bach lady to see if something is wrong and if something can be done.
Somehow, we are muddling along through this hysteria. Steve and I spot each other for naps during the day (the kids don't typically nap), because Maxito and Yeni are on school break until August 18th. August 18th can't come fast enough.
On the bright side, our dear friends Do and Erik came with their son Lake and we had dinner together last night. They spoke of living together in a dark room for 2 weeks as a kind of meditation or ritual practice. Do spoke of her home (Italy) and how different it is from Erik's home (Norway). And now they are moving to Berlin, because it's full of artists and cheap rent. They say on Sundays, the bars open and serve brunch outside and everybody comes for a huge community meal along the avenues.
Off to usher the children off to pretend sleep. Wish me luck.
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It must be the red hair...Abe does the same thing! He wakes me up at night more than the baby. argh. I feel ya. We made up a bottle of monster spray that helped a little, but the boys wound up getting into a monster spray-squirt fight every night. They argued that they were trying to protect each other...ha!
Oh, man, monster spray--how smart are you?! Is Abe's a fear thing or what? When do they stop being afraid?
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