Rough, rough night. I get so angry when he doesn't sleep, and then angry for getting angry. Mark took him for a drive at 4:30am. I couldn't sleep, then got upset because Mark wouldn't answer his cell phone (later found out it was dead). Started to go look for them when they pulled back in the driveway. Slept holding Lucas in the recliner. Decided something had to be done, but have no idea what.
Made pecan pie squares for labor day grill out tomorrow.
Mark cooked lots today: pancakes for breakfast, homemade Chick-Fil-A sandwiches for lunch, chicken alfredo for dinner. Chick-Fil-A on a Sunday with no money going to the CEO's pocket. We'll show those homophobic bastards.
Instituted a bed time routine:
No sleeping past 7pm
9pm - cereal and veggie
Bath, lotion, no jammie's
Nurse in diaper with both lamps on
Put on jammies
Turn off one lamp, read bedtime stories
Turn off other lamp, rock to sleep