No progress. Daphne's sleep issues, which we've established aren't really sleep issues, are continuing to plague our house. Of course, this is an issue of Daphne wanting attention, control, however you want to express it.
Last night we followed the plan and did a bit of battle. Bedtime routine went down as usual. Jammies, teeth brushed, toilet used, chapstick on (yes, this is part of the routine) and books read. We added our discussion about what kinds of good dreams they'd like. To which Naomi replied, "I'll dream of good ants." Poor girl, I wonder if she remembers any good dreams. So we talked about all the good things she could dream about. Then we said our prayers.
Daphne was tucked into her bed in the room the girls share. She insisted on the correct way of putting on her blanket. I obliged and told her I wouldn't be back to fix them when they moved. It was only a minute later when she began to scream about her blanket not being on right. Screaming went on for quite some time, maybe an hour. Then her tactics changed. Daphne got up. She came into the hall as if packed for a trip. She had her dog, her elephant and her blanket. She put on her sweetest little voice (which is a definite calculated effort for my loud child) and asked to sleep in my bed. This began what Supernanny would describe as the "stay in bed technique." I went up and down the stairs transporting her back to bed. That went on for a while. Finally she decided to stay in bed and just whine and talk. After two and a half hours she fell asleep. Ahhh.
She slept 7 hours and then woke up, ready to battle. Screamed for 45 minutes in bed (somehow Naomi slept through this) and then started the getting up and getting put back in bed thing, over and over and over again. Finally at 7 a.m. I called it quits and told her she could stay up.
Nap rolled around and after nearly two hours of the battle I gave up and she didn't nap. Tonight she is back in the crib. I'm done with this. As I write this she just fell asleep on the couch. AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!