After sucessfully tackling a massive amount of clean laundry, I am now sitting down to write a witty post, except that it is very late and my brain is a fog. Every day I promise myself that I will get to bed on time, and every night after we put the girls to bed I get this rush of excitement and adrenelin and stay up way past my bedtime. Every morning my three year old “morning glory” comes to wake us up sometime between 6:00 and 6:30. Every afternoon when the clock strikes two, my morning glory turns into a pumpkin and melts away until I get her down for a nap. When I’m lucky my one year old goes down at the same time. Then my one year old who is still not convinced that she should be taking an afternoon nap, rather than a morning one, wakes up grumpy. This is one area where she differs from her sister. As adorable and delicious as she is (sometimes I just want to eat her up), she usually does not wake up happy. For about a half hour or more after her nap, nothing that I do is the right thing. She has the saddest face you’ve ever seen, and that face often breaks into the saddest crying ever until I have to just hold her and rock her and try to get her to let it all out. And I think to myself, tonight I’m going to go to bed early so I can deal with this a little better tomorrow. And then when I get them to bed, I get this rush of excitement…..

I’m on a bad cycle. No witty post tonight. I’m off to bed. Not early, but possibly on time.