The first night that we stayed at the Holiday Inn, Geno would not sleep. He hates the port-a-crib and kept standing up screaming and yelling. Nothing seemed to work. Nick made a barricade of pillows so he couldn't see us, but he still wouldn't go to sleep. Nick finally had him sleep in bed with him. Needless to say, no one (including Nick and Geno) really had much sleep.
We knew that morning we needed to have a plan. Our plan was to run Geno ragged, take him swimming, and then give him a hot bath. Our theory was that he would be too tired to complain and go right to sleep. our prediction was right. As soon as I laid him down, he took his teddy bear blanket and without a peep or moving a muscle, went to sleep.
© 2008 Jonathan Feinberg
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