probably incoherent post-of-the-day
Wow, Ruthie had such the meltdown at bedtime tonight. I am exhausted. These two statements are related, but perhaps not in the immediately obvious way. I think that both Ruthie and I are suffering some major sleep deprivation due to the current state of our sleeping arrangements.
But I'm too tired to go into detail. heh.
of course, it also doesn't help that I'm fighting off a cold. And I got my period yesterday, way too early. I am very irritated about this. Just when I thought my periods were finally settling into a regular rhythm...But that's a whole other story.
It's a little hard not to laugh when a child is sobbing and blubbering out a completely incoherent "explanation" of what you did to make her cry (something to do with how I was reading the Dora book), but OTOH it's also sad to see a poor kid so, well, sad. And man oh man did she sack out like lightning when we finally lay down!
This week has been school vacation week and Isaac has been going to the "vacation camp" run by the agency that runs his afterschool program. Since vacation camp, unlike school, doesn't require you to arrive promptly at 8:10; and also since it's much closer to Ruthie's daycare, thus shortening the commute; we've thus gotten pretty lax with our mornings. And then with our evenings. All of which is a nice way of saying that I've been terrible about letting the kids stay up too late at night and take too long about waking up in the mornings. We're in for a rude awakening on Monday. I am determined to be better about bedtimes between now and then.
And on that note, I gotta get my own ass to bed soonest.
But I'm too tired to go into detail. heh.
of course, it also doesn't help that I'm fighting off a cold. And I got my period yesterday, way too early. I am very irritated about this. Just when I thought my periods were finally settling into a regular rhythm...But that's a whole other story.
It's a little hard not to laugh when a child is sobbing and blubbering out a completely incoherent "explanation" of what you did to make her cry (something to do with how I was reading the Dora book), but OTOH it's also sad to see a poor kid so, well, sad. And man oh man did she sack out like lightning when we finally lay down!
This week has been school vacation week and Isaac has been going to the "vacation camp" run by the agency that runs his afterschool program. Since vacation camp, unlike school, doesn't require you to arrive promptly at 8:10; and also since it's much closer to Ruthie's daycare, thus shortening the commute; we've thus gotten pretty lax with our mornings. And then with our evenings. All of which is a nice way of saying that I've been terrible about letting the kids stay up too late at night and take too long about waking up in the mornings. We're in for a rude awakening on Monday. I am determined to be better about bedtimes between now and then.
And on that note, I gotta get my own ass to bed soonest.