When things run smoothly you always end up paying for it. It’s inevitable. It happens every time! Why is that? Take tonight for example. My husband had plans so I picked up the boys after work and we headed home. My two older boys starting playing together WITHOUT fighting! Do you know how rare that is!? Amazing. I kept looking out the window to see if pigs were flying. I made dinner, for which they devoured. Even the broccoli. No bickering about who is sitting too close to who. No complaints about who got a green plate and who didn’t. Plates were brought into the kitchen and put in the sink without being told.
They gave me a sane and peaceful 20 minutes of running on the treadmill without constant interruptions. Logan did his homework without whining. He then took a shower and didn’t resist the 6 minute timer I put in there. I even got the younger two to take a shower without nagging about how they wanted a bath. It was truly miraculous.
Teeth brushed, a couple of books, into bed with their lullabye. Ahh, mommy time. Goldfish, wine, and a basket of laundry to fold. Then it all fell apart. The little guy. I guess things were going too smoothly. From 8pm to 9:47pm, out of bed FIVE times! You know the well publicized book Go the F**K To Sleep by Adam Mansbach…that’s all I wanted to scream after the third time. Water, another lullabye, big Panda, and daddy to sing a lullabye. Oh my goodness! So much for the perfect night of motherhood. Inevitably my evening was too good to be true.
Update: The little stinker slept in his bed all night so I can’t really be mad. That’s a rare occasion!