Early to bed, early to rise.....

The last few days I have been pretty strict and anal about getting the kids to bed at a decent hour. Mostly because I'm tired. But also because they were just getting to the point of being out of control. Staying up until 1am is just ridiculous for small children. It's very hard to have some sort of authority because there are so many people around here that are just completely uncaring about having some sort of schedule or routine or care for someone elses routine. I've just had it though! I need thekids to know that they are going to be doing certain things a certain way despite what someone else says or does. I feel underminded and it's very disturbing, and will become a real problem when we no longer live here if I don't nip it in the bud. I admit that I am easily underminded, however that is going to be changing because Miss Bitch is ready to make herself know.

That said, I had them in bed by nine last night. And we were up at the butt crack of dawn. Me 5am, them 6.15am. Our car had an 8am checkup scheduled an hour away and I was determined not to be late. We actually ended up being a bit early. Anyway, the children have both been much more agreeable since the bed police has been patrolling. I might dare say they were charming the three hours we were at the dealership. I love it.

We were home by noon and now they are back to their usual screaming, crazy selves. Aaaahhh, I love it.
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So my hands have been busy drawing or painting every second I'm not pulling a child's hands out of the toilet or telling Tarzan that he needs to tone down his yodeling. Little tidbits coming soon!