Figures, tonight I chose to haul my laptop upstairs and hang out in our room so that if the chaos that is our children going to bed got out of hand, I could easily shush them. I know it’s good excercise to run up and down the stairs 30 times, but I don’t enjoy doing that as my evening activity. So as I sat here surfing the net I listened to the choir singing themselves to sleep. It was a mix tonight of “The Wheels on the Bus, Itsy Bitsy Spider, Ring Around the Rosie and Twinkle Twinkle. All three were singing their hearts out, then it started to fade to two and then Madeline was left singing Twinkle Twinkle to herself. And now, all of 20 minutes after closing the door and saying good night, they are asleep or at least very close because it’s very quiet.
Had I gone down stairs the senario may have played out differently or maybe it wouldn’t. For most of our bedtimes, there is jumping on the beds, someone starts crying because they can’t get their blankets on, a misplaced lamb or puppy, tearing down the curtains, Isabelle loves to take hanger out of the closet and give them to the twins to sleep with. Lots of yelling and singing. Some nights it takes them over an hour to calm down and go to sleep. This is the reason I’m thinking of taking Isabelle out of the room. However, *I* has decided to give it until the weekend, he wants to try some things out. I’m not sure what he has in mind but hopefully it works. Cause I’d much rather be downstairs vegging infront of the tv with a cup of tea. So that’s where I’m headed.
Oh and FYI, if you have 3 like me and only 2 Mr Potato Heads, Walmart (at least here in Milton) has none! I went out in the snow and crappy roads to buy a third Mr Potato Head to end the Mr Potato head wars (we only have two Potato bodies). So I’m on the look out for Mr Potato Head.
Tea time. Then sleep time. Then the circus starts all over again tomorrow.