Right now, dear friend and devoted reader, there are eight children in bed at my house.
I use the term "in bed" and not "asleep" because not one of them is actually sleeping. I understand. My four children have four of their cousins over for a sleepover and it's extra-special fun.
Except that my niece and nephews are going to be here until Saturday, so there will be plenty of time to play. Now is the time for sleep. Who's with me? Anyone? I know eight people who are not on board with me and they all have the same last name.
Let's say, for argument's sake, that these children do eventually go to sleep and live to see tomorrow. Do you think I am scared? That I'm concerned about my sanity? That I don't know how I'll get through another bedtime routine of hearing myself repeat, "Go to sleep" approximately 567 times in 30 minutes?
Oh, no, dear friend and devoted reader. Mother Nature is my friend. I just checked the weather for tomorrow and it's going to be 89 degrees. These children love to swim and they love to do it together. My sister-in-law and I tested this theory a couple of weeks ago. Here's the proof:
Yes, tomorrow we'll be heading to the pool as soon as it opens and staying until these children are so tired from the sun and water that they are begging to be allowed to go to sleep!
Wish me luck.