I sit here staring stupidly at my computer clock and wait...and wait...and wait some more.
Do you hear it? It's 9pm as I sit here and I hear absolutely nothing. Sweet baby Jesus my kids listened. Alternatively they could be drugged but if that's the case whomever did it forgot one very important person, me!
I'm so excited I don't know whether to open my 'secret' drawer or go in and stick my finger up their noses to see if they are in fact sleeping.
Before any of you give me disgusted looks through the www understand something. 9pm on any given day is nothing short of a miracle up in this bitch. My children, and God knows I love them, do not understand the concept of go the fuck to bed...ever. I have tried everything from waking their little asses up at the crack of dawn and slave labour them throughout the whole day to tire them out, to the whole warm milk and a bedtime story, to letting them stay up as late as possible the night before to simply hoping that they come down with some form of cold virus so that I must medicate and pray for sedation to overtake them. Nothing. Works. Not even Motrin or Tylenol can bring them down. They undoubtably will in fact be taking over the world one day and prove to everyone that Rome in fact could be built in a single day...BECAUSE THEY DON'T F#$%IN SLEEP!!!
Again...I am listening...and waiting...and attempting to go for the guiness book record of holding my breath as I wait for the all too familiar words of "Mooooooom...I can't sleep".
Until then? Cheers?
Photo Cred: Katherineerickson @ stockfreeimages.com
Do you hear it? It's 9pm as I sit here and I hear absolutely nothing. Sweet baby Jesus my kids listened. Alternatively they could be drugged but if that's the case whomever did it forgot one very important person, me!
I'm so excited I don't know whether to open my 'secret' drawer or go in and stick my finger up their noses to see if they are in fact sleeping.
Before any of you give me disgusted looks through the www understand something. 9pm on any given day is nothing short of a miracle up in this bitch. My children, and God knows I love them, do not understand the concept of go the fuck to bed...ever. I have tried everything from waking their little asses up at the crack of dawn and slave labour them throughout the whole day to tire them out, to the whole warm milk and a bedtime story, to letting them stay up as late as possible the night before to simply hoping that they come down with some form of cold virus so that I must medicate and pray for sedation to overtake them. Nothing. Works. Not even Motrin or Tylenol can bring them down. They undoubtably will in fact be taking over the world one day and prove to everyone that Rome in fact could be built in a single day...BECAUSE THEY DON'T F#$%IN SLEEP!!!
Again...I am listening...and waiting...and attempting to go for the guiness book record of holding my breath as I wait for the all too familiar words of "Mooooooom...I can't sleep".
Until then? Cheers?
Photo Cred: Katherineerickson @ stockfreeimages.com
