I’ve been shamefully performing experiments on my son. Thankfully, “no harm has been done to the animals” during the experiment. Since about May, August (man that’s confusing when you have August’s name next to a name of a month, anyhoo) has been down to two or three naps a week. Being the Economist that I was schooled to be, I’m convinced that there must be a pattern to him taking a nap or not taking a nap. So for the past twenty-one days I’ve been keeping track of what time he wakes up, what time we put him to sleep, what time he falls asleep and whether he naps. As of today, I’m very unhappy to report I’ve found no patterns.
At first I thought, “Oh, I see, he naps when he gets less than eleven hours of sleep.” Nope. Then I thought, “Wait a minute. He’s napping on the days when he wakes up before 7am.” But we’ve had several days that he’s woken up at 6:30am, and no nap. (Those weren’t pretty days, but still no nap.) But honestly, I think that’s the closest to the truth that I’ve got at this point. Out of the seven days that he woke up before 7am in the past twenty-one days, he’s napped on three of those days. That’s almost half, and that’s got to be something, right?
Probably not. I guess I’ll keep tracking his sleep until I come up with something. Nothing is random, isn’t that true? His nap schedule can’t be random. And I figure if I can unlock the secret to when August naps, I might unlock the secret to the universe as well. Then I can retire, Brent can retire, and we can all most to some awesome country.
