I think I may have figure out where that saying came from. Mind you, when we first came home with Kainoa I was sure whoever said that was high on something because the way he slept (or not) was not something we enjoyed nor would have encouraged anyone to copy. Anyway....at 9 o'clock last night we heard the unmistakable chirp of a dying smoke detector battery. We played detective and were sure it was the alarm in the hall...so we quietly got out the ladder, found the batteries (quite lucky we had some in the junk drawer), and replaced the offending 9V. All was well until 1 minute later...another chirp!
More detective playing....many chirps later we discovered that it was coming from Kainoa's room <
> and it was being amplified by the baby monitor. It either had to be changed or none of us would get any sleep....except, appearantly, for Kainoa. We decided to risk it and try to change the battery. Our thought was that it would be easier to try to get him back to sleep than to try to sleep and ignore the beep and possibly have him wake up in the middle of night. Well, all of that planning was for naught. We opened the door, used the ladder and changed the battery .... all without as much as a peep from our sleeping baby.