I'm resorting to chatting about the weather

You knew it was coming. A week after a post about a seamless transition out of the crib (fine, a seamless removal of one side of the crib) and Dylan has not slept since. We now have 1) a bed rail and 2) a tired and sick (but currently asleep!) child. She has not had trouble sleeping at home like this for many months and it is a whole different world at this age. There's not a lot we can do to actually help her sleep, and she is now really anxious starting a half hour before bedtime. Also, we're sort of out of practice with the not sleeping, so we've been bumbling around a bit. She weepily asks Aaron to sing her his old medley (you remember...baby beluga and rock a bye baby, melodiously interspersed with long black veil) to help her, but the key to that was carrying her around and putting her down asleep and...it's not happening with a child of her girth. And steadfast determination to remain awake.

I am also out of practice with: winter. Do you recall real winter beginning in mid-November? I do not. What I recall is wanting it to snow in early December and not actually getting any until January, which then melts after a week or two and comes back again later that month. It has snowed here every day for a week (hm, could it be somehow involved with Dylan not sleeping? you decide) and the temperature has been in the 20s and now it is 19 degrees out. I love winter, but it's not as much fun when you have to wrestle a struggling gremlin into her snow things every time you want to go outside. And then when you turn around to put your own boots on you turn back to find she has ripped off her hat and mittens and is hiding in the teepee. I guess duct tape is the answer, as usual. Also, it starts getting dark at 4:30pm, but I'm not sure how duct tape can solve that problem.