How come night after night your kids can be perfect angels, but the one night you have to be up at 5am, they are up forty times making your life completely miserable? Just my kids? Well, crap.

We had so much trouble getting them to sleep last night. I had to drive them around Hays for at least 20 mins to knock Cub out, but Oz was still screaming relentlessly when we returned home. He was up until at least 9:30, when Chas finally put his foot down and just let him cry in his crib for a bit. Fortunately he was pretty worn out by then and fell asleep without too much of a fight.

It didn’t last for long. By 1am Oz was back at it again, not hungry, not even wet. Just awake. We were up until 2:20am when I decided to give the crib another try. He yelled for a little bit, but after about 10 minutes settled down. While I finally went back to bed, not even that lasted long. I looked up to Cub standing next to my bed at 2:37am. I took him to the bathroom, tried to get him back to his bed, but he refused and climbed in with Chas, who hadn’t moved by the way!

The alarm went off at 5:00am, and I was definitely not ready to get up. Lucy was whining wanting more water, and when the snooze went off, I finally got up. I usually go into the shop about 5:40am to get the books done before the boys get up, but while putting in my contacts, Oz started crying again. This time I just yelled at Chas to handle him so that I could go get my work done.

Needless to say the 3 hours I got from 10pm-1am was apparently all I was going to get last night. I wish my kids weren’t so dang cute so that I could be more mad about this! I love them anyway I guess!