9pm is great. It's so wonderful. It's the exact moment in the day where I sense impending relief as I call out to The Posse. "It's BED TIME!" I am overcome with joy as I plan what DVR'd show I will watch without interruptions. The first moment to myself!
BoyCrazy is so fed up with her family by this point. I can't really blame her. She sneaks a quick hug and "love you" in, then runs off. Heaven forbid that someone might know that she still loves & needs her mom.
Mastermind is not ready for bed. He doesn't really sleep. Something, somewhere, needs to be taken apart and investigated and it is urgent. If he doesn't do something right this minute, he might explode. I decide to not battle with him just yet, and send him to brush his teeth while I focus on the remaining children. That should make things easier, right?
Hambone loves to sleep. He also loves brushing his teeth. No problem getting him to bed. Two kids down, I'm on a roll :)
Pinky isn't fond of bedtime. She isn't fond of Mastermind, either. She doesn't like that he's still up. She is convinced that he is hiding somewhere and going to scare her again. She cries, again.
Where is my freaking Deputy? He is great at calming Pinky down when she's being unreasonable. Oh yeah, Deputy's not here. He's at work. Lucky him!
Ok, Pinky go to Daddy's spot in the bed. Mastermind go to your bed. All's well and I can look thought the DVR.
Until Mastermind starts waking Hambone up. Poopaccino wants to nurse. Pinky has a night terror. Mastermind tries to help. Boycrazy gets mad at Pinky and Mastermind. Hambone gets mad about the noise from Boycrazy, Pinky and Mastermind.
I need backup. WHERE IS THAT DEPUTY? Who cares what is on the DVR, get me some ice cream and some Calgon!
Good night, Posse! You are a very enjoyable group after 9am, but not so much after 9pm!
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