bedtime

It is now 9:30--here is how bedtime has gone so far. Kady--in bed and right to sleep at 8. Lucy--potty, brush teeth....try to run away and hide.....caught....runs away again...threaten to not read stories....crying, begging, pleading ensues. Mom gives in...daddy kisses Lucy good night. Mom reads three stories...smiles, kisses, and handed more books....I try and tuck Lucy in....she jumps on the bed singing about 2 little monkeys. I lay Lucy down and try to pray...and recieve a smack to the face.....very unhappy mommy. I leave the room and turn down the light.



Out of room once (I'm actually downstairs on the computer denying that I can hear her jumping around above me--maybe she'll just get tired and sleep)--she brings me a diaper all the way downstairs. She must have attempted the potty. THis is a new diaper, not the one previously on--so she must have been hanging out in Kady's room "I was really, really quiet momma, I promise" "you checking things on the 'puter?" (she talks without taking a breath to avoid me interrupting and sending her back to bed--pretty cute most nights)



Second time--she is bringing her potty seat down the stairs to show me she went....good girl, on with the diaper....more stories about gas, pooh, dora, tomorrow etc.... "love you too mommy...good night"--oh, hug and kiss "I forgot those" THis time I leave and she follows me out...still telling stories about singing "away in the manger" ohhh "I need some more lotion--(her poor thumb she sucks is cracked)" "ok--I want some, I was crying because I want some"



I'm waiting on the third sighting tonight of our little girl (which may not happen--I did tell her her bedroom door would be shut if I saw her again--and for anyof you who really know Lucy--that could be the beginning of the end of the world)



Note to self: Don't buy M &M's at target at 7 pm--because you have to have them--and have the little girl in the back say "what in your mouth mommy?" Can I have some "yum yums...please" . Knowing full well that what I was eating was definately not green or orange or healthy, and because your husband had to work till 8 you felt like this was a "special treat" for the two of you. Note to self.