Tuesday, March 23, 2010

on the second day, God made queso

On this auspicious occasion, I would like to say Happy Birthday to my mother-in-law and friend... and mannnnny more!

It's 5:30 pm and I still haven't woken up. I am consistently staying up too late, and then we have prayer at 7:30, which feels pretty doggone early. So I have this whole plan for getting disciplined and going to sleep at 10. Like most of my plans, it's unlikely to be enforced. 

A year or so ago, I was putting my kids to bed at 8. It has migrated over the last year to 7:30, for multiple reasons. I am notoriously laid back about parenting. The only real routines we have are meals... but I am a stickler about bedtime. If you were over here, it would be like Dr. Sears, Dr. Sears, Dr. Sears, LIEUTENANT MOMMY.  The primary reason is, I'm tired by then. Plus, they generally start falling apart by 6:30 or 7, now that they're not napping.

If they go to bed then, then I have like 4 or 5 hours to do other stuff, like paint my toenails or watch a video without someone asking 40 million questions about why does that lady have a sad face and what does that word mean and did I hear about Adam and Eve and I'm SOOOOOOOO hungry and so on.

Some days, if I am particularly on, I might even do the dishes or maybe scoot the laundry around.  Most days, though, I make some little dinner plate for myself. (we sit at the table together but I eat after they go to bed) and I take my Ramen or apples or what have you up to my bed and I whine inside my head about how tired I am and how dirty our room is, and then I do whatever I want. Which is generally books or movies. Eventually, the MOG comes upstairs and we talk to each other about stuff that is NOT the children. 

Anyways, my point is, that's my 2nd day, and it's hard to let it go. Thus, the midnighting. 

Don't get me wrong, I love my kids. And I thoroughly enjoy having my days with them, so much so that I don't want to enroll them in preschool or school or anything- I like having them around. Still, 8 o'clock is a glorious hour, a quiet hour. A glorious, quiet, soon hour.


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