I had a feeling sending Tyler back to daycare would be an adjustment for him. It appears he's resisting some of the change. In Californian fashion, he seems to be recalling all sleep efforts. He'll fall asleep after his bath. But after a few hours, he's wide awake and pretty much doesn't think he needs to go back to sleep. After ruling out any illness or injury, Shawn and I decided he was crazy in our sleepless stupor. Pondering the effects of such a label made me wake up a little bit more and remember this week's babycenter.com newsletter. I didn't have much time so I skimmed it, but I do remember two headlines: Getting Your Toddler to Sleep, and Your Toddler Has Found His Loud Voice. Sure enough, he's normal. But trying to convince Shawn of this as Tyler is head-butting him and loudly screaming in the middle of the night sure didn't feel normal.

What cracks me up, in my sleepless stupor, is every afternoon when I pick Tyler up from daycare, the first thing he asks me is Dada? After I tell him Dada's at home, the next thing he asks me is Baby? Umm, Tyler, the baby is sitting on the floor right next to you. Did you not notice? We have this conversation every day. They are in the same classroom, usually within a few feet of each other. His teachers say he doesn't really acknowledge that Gavin is his baby at school. But, we have the same conversation every afternoon. So I've come to realize he associates me with the baby. He sees me and thinks the baby is supposed to be with me. More like attached to me, really, since I feel like I'm always feeding him when Tyler is around trying to get some lap time. I guess I expect him to see me and then point to the baby announcing him. The same way he does when he sees his friends, or Chili, or Elmo.