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But I usually defer to my wife’s wishes, so we did our best to keep him up and engaged with things like Wiggle & Learn videos and a nice bubble bath, but he was absolutely done by around 7 p.m. and basically passed out. So, he was out… for a while.

Around 9:30, my wife was getting ready for bed when she heard the distict sounds of a bany not being asleep. Sure enough, he had basically taken his afternoon nap at 7 o’clock, and now it was prime time! There’s something about babies that that somehow seem to know when they’re getting away with something. He didn’t just want to be awake — he wanted to play! Now I always joke that my wife hits a wall at night where she “turns back into a pumpkin” like Cinderella’s carraige at midnight, she she was definitely about to hit it, so I volunteered to keep an eye on the little guy.

“Don’t let him stay up too late,” she cautioned me, but when Granna goes to sleep, Pop-Pop makes the rules (don’t tell my wife). Besides, he’s a baby. It’s not like he has to get up for work in the morning. So we watched some Wiggles on my phone, had a snack and rolleed around on the living room floor playing with his bouncy balls. After an hour, he started doing his tell-tale eye-rubbing so I gave his blankie and put him back to bed.

It’s never too late for a nap…