Bedtime - how many of you have ever struggled with bedtime. Your own? Your childrens? Tonight my children are struggling with bedtime. As soon as we turned out the lights, sang the songs, said the prayers and stepped out the door, they came running out to the kitchen laughing and being goofy. So, I put them to work. "If you're not tired, feel free to unload the dishwasher, vacuum the living room, clean up the clutter, sweep the kitchen floor. . . . " Titus went to bed after vacuuming and I haven't heard any more from him except for the occasional yell that he is very hungry. Josiah and Abby worked until I didn't have any more jobs and then sat on stools because they didn't want to go to bed. Two children, sitting alone on a barstool, in an empty room, because they don't want to be in bed. This is crazy! I need to do more to tire out my children during the day.
On another note, we are going to the state fair tomorrow. The state fair is one of my happiest places on earth, for the first hour. I have very fond childhood memories of the fair, and I harbor romantic images of cotten candy and elephant ears on the midway with my beloved children. I do know that we'll get hot and tired and probably cranky - but it's still so much fun to ride the kiddie rides, blow a wad of money playing games you can't win for prizes you could buy at the dollar store, and eat yourself silly with food you'll be sorry about for days. I know it sounds like I'm a cynic, but the truth is I love it and I've been looking forward to it all summer. I'll let you know how it goes.
Well, the yelling from upstairs has subsided a bit, and I think I probably got rid of that old title, so I'll write again sometime when I have something to say. Goodnight.
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