I just put my kids to bed. Everyone is a little sick, and I thought a slightly earlier bed time would do everyone a world of good. While I had the kids upstairs getting them in their pjs, SOB called up and asked what we were doing. I gave him a rather 'duh' toned response that I was getting the kids ready for bed.
After putting Lucy down with no protestation, I got Sam changed and bargained with him for ten more minutes of downstairs time in exchange for total cooperation during the pj-ing process. We came back down and I went to set the TiVO for the hockey game, which I thought was starting in ten minutes.
As I searched the schedule for the game, I realized that somehow, I had lost an hour. I mistakenly believed it was 6:50 when in fact it was 5:50. And I had already put one child to bed. Since she's quiet up there, I'm letting it go and keeping my fingers crossed that she doesn't get up before dawn tomorrow. I had Sam convinced he was going to bed at 5:50, so he's totally fine with going to bed at 6:30.
Who knows? maybe I'll go to bed at 7:30.
2 comments:
The last time this happened to me, I served dinner at 9pm and No2 Son left home. Hmmmmmm
Good luck for the morning!
Luckily no one got up early. Well, earlier than usual anyway!
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