**I do love my children don't get me wrong but bedtime is like a time of day where your children turn into these amphetamine filled beings that don't seem to know what they want. " mum I want a drink". ( you bring the drink) no I said I wanted milk not juice. ( stomping back into the kitchen) "heres your milk baby" "no mum..." and then there's sporadic crying. I take this as a child being over tired but my children have been on a schedule for a long time and i'm starting to think i'm being punished for being a hellion to my mother.
Well anyways they're finally asleep and like most of us we think we're going to get a project done, clean the bathroom, get bills in order, but what happens, we fall asleep drool and all on the love seat dreaming of what we were supposed to be doing.
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