What is so hard about going to bed at night? My kids fail to explain this to me. I mean, come my bedtime, I’m ready to go. In fact, please, someone, send me to bed early. Not a problem. My kids however, don’t abide by their bedtime even when they do.
They get in bed, because they have to, but then it’s not about going to sleep. Usually, there are shouts and yelling followed by someone crying or yelling “Ow! Why did you do that?”
When I go in to check the conversation goes like this:
“Well Chase is bugging me,”
“And what did you do Jake?” I’ll ask.
“Jake got on my bed and hit me,” chase will answer.
And after a long covnersation I find out, Jake climbed onto Chase’s bunk because Chase decided to blow his cheeks out put his face in a corner of his own bed and “motorboat” the corner of his own bed. Why Chase would do this in the first place I don’t know. Why this would bother Jake so much that he would climb up onto Chase’s bed and hit him I don’t know either. Especially since Chase’s action did nothing to disturb Jake except create fart like noises.
But these are the things that keep them up at night. For me? I guess this is also the stuff that keeps me up at night.