My baby, age 7, asked me to NOT turn on his nightlight as I tucked him into bed last night (April 22, 2006). He has decided he no longer needs it. (Sniff. Sniff.) However, I am still required to tuck him in.
Now, keep in mind that his bedroom is the darkest room in the house. When you shut off all the lights it is black. So black that you can’t see your hand in front of your face. And he’s doing it without a nightlight. Sniff.
If members of the Blogosphere are feeling that I’m neglecting them, I want to assure you that it’s not just you. Yes, I am an equal opportunity neglector. (who apparently can make up words like that — visualize a snapping finger there)
Last week was quite a week. My children were home from school on Spring Break. They had lots of expectations. However, I was not home from school. And to top it all off, my dear hubby also was required to attend school last week. That meant my dear mother came and stayed with my children.
Hubby and I are now home. Children head back to school tomorrow. Many thanks to my mom for helping me get through last week. I hate when my husband’s gone.
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