Okay, let me set the stage. It is 9 pm, the boys are getting cranky. Jeremy takes Hagen and feeds him his "last" bottle. As Jeremy is doing this, I am in the boys' room feeding Mason his "last" bottle and rocking him to sleep. Hagen falls asleep toward the end of his bottle, and Jeremy puts him in his bed (yes, the swing... we will deal with this matter later!). Mason is out as well, so I put him in his bed (the wedge). Hagen discovers about the same time Mason does that they are no longer in the arms of Jeremy or me and they both jolt awake. Jeremy and I meet in the hallway, "Any luck?" "No, what about you?" "No..."
And, we go back, get a little more milk and begin the procedure again. At about 11 pm, we meet back in the hallway, "Good?" "Good!"
Thus began the process of possibly trying a cry it out session. I decided to try it during nap time instead of 11 pm at night, when all four of us would be tired and cranky -- not a good picture.
Soooo, I bought this snazzy new mobile for them to watch. I thought I could stick them in their crib and they would be so mesmerized by it, they would watch it until they got so sleepy, they would drift off to sleepy land - no problem, right? I know all you mothers out there are laughing at me right now, and that is okay...
Well, at about 10 am this morning, the boys were finishing their bottles, Mason was already falling asleep and Hagen had heavy eyelids. I put Hagen in the crib first, when I came back to get Mason, he was already asleep. I still moved him to the crib next to Hagen.
The moving caused Mason to wake up so both boys watched the mobile for approximately 15 minutes. Mason started to get sleepy (at this point I was pretty proud of myself). Hagen proceeded to get angry. Sleepy - but angry.
He was letting out a cry here and there. Mason grabbed his shirt. I thought this was rather funny --- I just knew Mason was thinking "Hey, if I have to sleep in here, you are too!" Hence the title "If I'm Going Out, You're Going out With Me!!!"
See Exhibit A:

Mason proceeded to drift to sleepy land. Hagen was having nothing of the sort. I tried what the "experts" say... go in, sooth him, talk in a gentle voice, tell him you are here, you are okay. Well, I will tell you folks, this does not in any shape or form work on Mr. Hagen. This only makes him more mad. Red face, throwing arms and legs (hitting Mason several times in the process), crying fit. So, I did what ALL the books tell you not to do - I picked him up. (I am sticking my tongue out at all the experts right now.) He would immediately stop crying - I know, I know. I would calm him down, he would start to get really sleepy and almost fall asleep in my arms... so I would put him in the crib. Of course, this would wake him up and he would get even more mad. I was persistent and on about the 4th try of picking him up, calming him down, getting him sleepy and putting him back in the crib. He started to open his mouth to cry and then he stopped and fell asleep. It was funny, but I did not laugh. I took a picture.
Exhibit B.

Don't ask me how we are getting them to sleep tonight.