My conclusion is that five year olds are all over the map in terms of sleep, but that at 9-10 hours/night with no nap, mine are on the low end of a pretty wide range. I probably didn't need an informal survey to tell me that, but it's nice to have anecdotal data to support my totally unscientific hypothesis.
I'm sure this is controversial—what parenting decision isn't?—but tonight I decided to try giving Maddie and Riley a dose of melatonin a few hours before bed. Mads struggles to fall asleep as of late, and Riley has issues with staying asleep, and my (somewhat limited) research showed that melatonin seems to help with both of those problems. All indications I read are that it's safe and, if anything, might have some positive qualities in addition to promoting better sleep. We'll see. I'll give it a week or so and report back.
I went to the Seattle area for a day for work earlier this week and spent some of the bus ride—the part before I got carsick*—making a list of various things I'd like to blog about. It's long and pretty diverse. The thing I'm selfishly most excited to write about is, uh, selfishness. Go figure. That's right up there with work/life balance and electronic consumption of media v. traditional formats. For now, though, I'm going to bed early, gearing up for a weekend on Mt. Hood at a friend's condo.
*As a kid, I never got carsick. I remember reading in the backseat of the car (no seatbelt, natch) for hours, and I've always loved spinny rides. Nowadays, thank goodness for GPS because I can't even be a front-seat navigator in charge of map reading without getting queasy, and just looking at a spinning merry-go-round makes me want to hurl. Ugh. What's up with that?