tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post4043519598021482734..comments2023-10-12T10:10:26.191-05:00Comments on Second Effort: Night owls disturb Curmudgeon's roosting habitsThe Curmudgeonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14723009641287783218noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post-60725710406489699672007-06-05T11:24:00.000-05:002007-06-05T11:24:00.000-05:00I shall dread the day when my two sons fly the nes...I shall dread the day when my two sons fly the nest. I was wondering what to replace them with and thought I might buy a dog to pamper and take for long walks.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post-62307811325084748202007-06-05T03:34:00.000-05:002007-06-05T03:34:00.000-05:00teenagers redefine everything. even the word unrea...teenagers redefine everything. even the word unreasonable. hang in there:)mayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09241471277723030930noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post-81381156400902715372007-06-05T02:12:00.000-05:002007-06-05T02:12:00.000-05:00Cur, not unreasonable to ask them to be quiet or t...Cur, not unreasonable to ask them to be quiet or to need sleep, but my grandson is 5000 miles away and I think I would like to hear him even in the middle of the night.<BR/>My daughter never seemed to sleep very much but she learned to take naps--at least be quiet in her crib for a while--so I could take mine and amuse herself in bed in the early morning hours. She had a breif spell of refusing to sleep in her bed, which usually meant finding her curled in a ball on the rug next to her bed but at least she was quiet and sleeping in her own rhythms.landgirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15656482044132959956noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post-66508003703372578942007-06-04T22:19:00.000-05:002007-06-04T22:19:00.000-05:00The elusive thing called sleep... When you can fin...The elusive thing called sleep... When you can finally turn in early for "a long winter's nap" (thanks to am empty nest), age starts playing those wicked tricks called insomnia...just one of the joys...<BR/><BR/>Good night! :-D)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post-12444403423393059432007-06-04T19:16:00.000-05:002007-06-04T19:16:00.000-05:00I always go to bed before Amanda no matter what ni...I always go to bed before Amanda no matter what night of the week it is, it seems. Even though I tell her she'd be less tired in the morning and maybe do better in school were she to go to bed no later than 10 p.m. I might as well be talking to the walls for all the listening she does. There's always just "one more thing" to do or "she forgot" or something else. <BR/><BR/>I'm tired all the time - ah, the joys of being old - and I'm tired of telling her she should be tired, too. One of these days she'll figure it out!Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05698969349369789642noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post-16619652145408673032007-06-04T16:42:00.000-05:002007-06-04T16:42:00.000-05:00not unreasonable but do you have a basement that y...not unreasonable but do you have a basement that you can finish/ban the beasts to. I can't wait to do mine!rdlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04062856086277201874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post-87236538051702584892007-06-04T15:03:00.000-05:002007-06-04T15:03:00.000-05:00I totally hear you on this one. We beg and cajole,...I totally hear you on this one. We beg and cajole, but the two large children in our house never want to go to bed at a reasonable hour any more.<BR/><BR/>You were being entirely reasonable, I'd say. ;-)Pattihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04418107045479403480noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post-65742339828450048072007-06-04T14:53:00.000-05:002007-06-04T14:53:00.000-05:00Seems entirely reasonable to me!Seems entirely reasonable to me!susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01231786641690095728noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post-32934939851972063122007-06-04T13:59:00.000-05:002007-06-04T13:59:00.000-05:00Isn't your place going to start to get increasingl...Isn't your place going to start to get increasingly quiet?Jean-Luc Picardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01689798190618944262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post-57808136188462544742007-06-04T12:45:00.000-05:002007-06-04T12:45:00.000-05:00My tween stays up later than me...I hear her rustl...My tween stays up later than me...<BR/><BR/>I hear her rustling pages in a book, playing with dolls, etc etc. I may break down and buy her a night light so she can at least not go blind trying to read by the light of the moon....<BR/><BR/>I am, however, absolutely anti-television after a certain point of the night, and she'll NEVER win that one... Never...stomping foot... ever....Lahdeedahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08310770349703287189noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post-14123656524161656952007-06-04T11:24:00.000-05:002007-06-04T11:24:00.000-05:00but curmy, so soon they are gone. our nest is empt...but curmy, so soon they are gone. our nest is empty now and all we have is our silly selves to entertain us. but somehow we manage to do so (and it is grand!) <BR/><BR/>now be a good boy and go take your vitamin!<BR/><BR/>smiles, beeEmpress Bee (of the high sea)https://www.blogger.com/profile/08300140506585000934noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post-58347816862565380292007-06-04T10:52:00.001-05:002007-06-04T10:52:00.001-05:00oh you have my sympathy. I understand. My son es...oh you have my sympathy. I understand. My son especially thinks I am unreasonable. Toddlers were easier than teenagers. It keeps getting more complicated by the hour.Shelbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02757079675613448834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post-30169785706722179482007-06-04T10:52:00.000-05:002007-06-04T10:52:00.000-05:00Unreasonable, no. Is is going to make any differe...Unreasonable, no. Is is going to make any difference.....NO! I think every father is feeling this same thing right now. You sound just like my husband did a few years back. It would just burn him up! But it is just the nature of the beast.....you know....the one we created! I do have a solution for you though! Do you remember my complaint about the heat in an unairconditioned house in Maine? Well, my husband bought one of those tower type fans (tall, skinny) that is for use in garages, gyms.... Well, it is kind of loud, but the first night we used it in our bedroom a bomb could have gone off and we would not have heard it. I woke up thinking this is just what we needed when we had all the kids coming home in the summer. Just an idea to help keep your sanity.....you are still sane, right?Franhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14148851966749824773noreply@blogger.com