Saturday, July 2, 2011

When bedtime really sucks

Yesterday morning we packed what we could with the boxes/containers we had, and even found time to take apart the kids' beds before hitting the road right after lunch. 

I would really, really, REALLY like for a company to invent some sort of sound proof partitioned wall in minivans.  We had a couple fits from each of the kids as well as two different yelling matches, which makes for a wonderful six hour road trip including construction and loads of holiday traffic. 

Got to my parents' house around 7, kids ate, and then we all swam until 9 when we put them to bed to crash. 

Do you think these monkeys would reward us or show any appreciation for bringing them to grandma and grandpa's house, letting them swim at night, and stay up late?  HELL NO!  These monkeys do not appreciate their parents, and woke up even earlier than normal, 6 freaking a.m. 

Today was filled with swimming before lunch, lunch, naps (they all actually napped which was wonderful and greatly appreciated), swam for hours more, had their cousins over to join their swimming and playing. 

It is 9pm and they are all in one room tonight and tomorrow night instead of being split between two rooms as my parents are having other guests over for their shindig tomorrow.  It is a night mare trying to get these overly tired, blood shot, rubbed raw eyelids to shut. 

I'm ready for it to be Monday night when the added guests leave and the partying ends, because then they can go to bed at a little more reasonable time. 


  1. Oh, it's so hard, right? I hate when routines go awry! It's the worst...

  2. What a long day. Sometimes 'vacations' are more work than being at home. Okay, almost always.


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