Oy vey

Yesterday, Prance didn't get a proper nap due to our busy schedule- he snoozed in the car for about an hour, but apparently it didn't do any good because he was so cranky by dinnertime that he cried through dinner, bath, and bedtime. He is definitely a nap kid. Now, Sweets totally wasn't- she was absolutely fine with no nap, so I have no experience whatsoever with putting one down in the daytime. So I'm trying to get this little guy to go to sleep right now (thus trying to ignore the crying by blogging- I know, I know, but I'm really not heartless and I don't favor crying it out, but we're at the point this afternoon that nothing's working, so here we are.) This would be a much easier thing if he were my kid who I know backwards and forwards, but we have no idea what he's used to and hardly know his personality at all, so that leaves us with a generic approach to everything. This is how it was with Sweets, too, but we got to know each other over time, and she evolved into our kid and things were pretty darn smooth by the time she left. So we're having an unpleasant shove back into the past with all this. I don't claim to be any better at it the second time around. It's just hard. Complicated with a serious speech delay, the communication is lacking so far! Yeesh.