Tonight the house is quiet.
We spent most of the day outdoors trying to get the yard in order. Cutting out the dead branches in the pine trees. Hauling and stacking all the 47 tons of freshly cut firewood. Re-purposing the tops of the old concrete walls to make a niche for our Mother Mary garden. Jo and Coryn eagerly offered their helping hands to rake and pick up sticks. Little Gram and Pop Pop came for the afternoon, too.
8pm rolled around. The girls changed into their pjs, brushed their teeth and picked out two books each. Matt and I read the stories, tucked them in bed. We haven't heard a peep since. This is a rarity.
On a normal night, its an all out battle to round up the girls and get them in bed. More often than not, CoCo's loud and never-ending singing keeps Jo up. If Jo is really irritated she'll move to another room and pass out there for the night. If Jo is extra tired she'll fall asleep in her own bed, despite being inches away from her non-stop chatterbox Little Sister.
More recently there's been a new development in the night time routine. Roughly 20 minutes after tucking her in bed, Night Warden Coryn emerges from her room, looking for Matt and I. Upon finding us (in the family room catching up on the latest episode of Modern Family) she points out the window and decrees, "Its dark outside. Its night time now. Go to bed and sleep."
She takes our hands and leads us to our bedroom. All the lights must be out. She's even come back to scold Matt and I if we are talking (in total darkness). She returns to our room and commands, "No talking. Go to sleep."
The girl is not even three and she thinks she has as much authority as the Pope.
2 comments:
glad we were able to help out. I think a day of sunshine also helped us out. [thanks God]
i love the last line. i bet she have some good counsel for him too, especially if he works late :)
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