By Samantha Wassel of Between The Monkey Bars

My boys have some sort of twisted, personal vendetta against the joy that is sleep, and I don’t know how to rid them of it.

It started a few weeks ago when daylight savings time took effect, i.e. screwed parents everywhere over. Instead of reveling in that extra hour of sleep they’d theoretically gained (as any reasonable human being would), my apparently-part-vampire toddlers started waking up a full TWO HOURS earlier than usual.

I’ve tried everything to get them back on schedule, from suggestions I’ve found online to ideas concocted by my own chronically sleep-deprived mind.

I even dedicated part of my weekly spiritual devotion to fixing the problem. You know you’ve hit a low point when you find yourself sitting in church on a Sunday morning, imploring the Lord to make your kids sleep through the 6 AM Saturday airing of Thomas and Friends just ONCE this month. (I hate those creepy-ass locomotives; trains should not have faces.)

The boys? Well, they passed our time in church tugging on my bra straps, poking the visible bags beneath my eyes, and running literal circles around the narthex (much to the annoyance of a particularly uptight-looking fellow toddler-mama, who was sitting on a bench with her own young boy, his hands folded neatly in his lap, not a peep escaping his perfectly-pursed-together lips).*

*Side note: If loud, energetic kids annoy you, and your own kid is perfectly well-behaved during mass, SIT IN CHURCH WITH THE REST OF THE CONGREGATION. Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me.” And I’m no Bible expert, but I don’t recall any mention of him mumbling, “BUT SHUT THEM THE HELL UP FIRST” under his breath.

Unfortunately — albeit, not surprisingly — my prayers for delayed morning-risings have gone unanswered.

If you’re like me, and you’re desperate to get your toddlers to sleep in longer, do yourself a favor: Stop trying. Toddlers are illogical by nature, and attempting to utilize any sort of rationality when dealing with their behavior will only drive you further down the road to Crazy Town.

Here are five logical (and ineffective) ways to get your toddlers to sleep longer:

Don’t allow them to nap during the day.

It’s simple math. The less sleep kids get during the day, the more they’ll need at night, right? WRONG.

Allow me to illustrate my point. Think of your kids’ sleep requirements in terms of a modern story problem (since child sleeping patterns make about as much sense as that Common Core math bullshit anyway):

Question 1: Billy needs a total of 12 hours of sleep in a 24 hour period, or he becomes a cranky little A-hole. Suppose Mom allows him to nap for exactly ZERO hours during the day. If she puts him to bed at 8 PM, what time should he wake up in the morning so as NOT to be a cranky little A-hole?

Answer: 8 A.M.

Question 2: What time will he ACTUALLY wake up?

Answer: 5 A.M.

Explain your reasoning: THERE IS NO REASONING; THIS IS BULLSHIT!

Keep your kids’ rooms dark.

The idea here is that if it looks like nighttime, your kids will act like it’s nighttime, i.e. when their little peepers pop open at 5 A.M. to total blackness, they will reasonably determine that it’s not yet morning and thus not time to get up yet.

Ha! “Kids…reasonably determine.” Let’s be honest: I can’t even type that shit with a straight face.

If my kids thought darkness = sleepy time, they wouldn’t conk out in their car seats on the reg — sunlight beaming through the windows into their tiny, defiant faces — only to wake up kicking and screaming five minutes later when I try to move them to their dimly lit bedrooms.

Take them to the playground to tucker them out.

What kid wouldn’t be tempted to sleep in after a long afternoon of monkey bar swinging, rock climbing, and random giant-bug-contraption bouncing?

Well, my kid, and most kids for that matter. Playgrounds seem to invigorate children, and the only “tiring” that takes place involves the little pieces of rubber being plucked off the ground and chucked at one another.

Not only does this fail to make my kids sleep in, but I think it actually causes them to wake up earlier by giving them something to look forward to the next day. It’s not uncommon for me to wake up at 4 AM to tiny toddler fists pounding on my door, demanding to go bounce on the giant ladybug “RIGHT NOW.”

Set an alarm/timer/nightlight/etc. to go off at the desired wake-up hour.

In theory, this is supposed to serve as an indication to your kids that it is okay to get out of bed. In practice, this gives your kids another loud toy to play with when they wake up at the ass crack o’ dawn.

If your kids wake up early, explain to them that it’s still “nighttime,” and gently tuck them back into bed.

Okay, let’s be real: If you think that’s going to work, your own sleep deprivation is beginning to affect your cognitive functioning.

You should probably just pour yourself a cup of coffee (i.e. glass of wine), put on PBS, and pray those little monsters agree to put their clothes back on before you take them out in public.

So far, the only way I’ve managed to successfully get my kids to sleep in longer in the morning is by exposing them to germs. This works not because they sleep more when they’re sick (in fact, it seems their miniscule bodies go into defense mode, creating a surplus of energy that manifests as extra bed-bouncing), but because it gives me a justified excuse to pump them with Children’s Nyquil.** And I’ll gladly take a little extra snottiness from my kids if it buys me a few more hours of shuteye in the morning.

**I don’t actually do this. I just take a cool washcloth and stuff it in their mouths…um, I mean, I lovingly drape it across their foreheads, like any good mom would. Right?

This post originally appeared on Between The Monkey Bars.

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ABOUT SAMANTHA WASSEL

Samantha Wassel is a Stay-At-Home Mama to the cutest twin toddlers in the history of all Toddlerdom. When she’s not running herborderline-offensive mouth, she’s running masochistically long distances, oftenwith the aforementioned toddlers in tow. She enjoys reading, writing, baking, marathoning, complaining, photographing, playgrounding, and Ghirardelli Midnight Reverie chocolate bars. Her writing has been featured on Scary Mommy, TheMid, In thePowder Room, Bluntmoms,and Mamalode.Follow her on Facebook and check out her personal blog, Between The Monkey Bars.