escape artists

Since we've been watching the babies, Rielee has always told me that she thought Harper was the wild one, then it switched to Ava, then last week it was "I think they are both going to be wild, Grandma". I think maybe she was right. I got an e-mail from a very tired Charb this morning, saying how the super-babies are getting both arms out of their swaddle wraps at night now, so no more wraps. (They wanted to keep them in the wraps for as long as possible since they sleep soundly, when their arms are out, they jerk and wake up.) He said Ava screamed for 5 hours straight. I told him perhaps they inherited his anti-sleep, night-owl gene, and reminded him of how he jumped out of his crib before he could walk, and then kicked the bars out, and as a toddler would rather sleep on a chair in the living room before sleeping in his bed. But encouraged him to stick with it, they will learn to put themselves back to sleep, hopefully before their parents succumb to sleep deprivation.