
So this cute little face reveals very little about this post. I am actually writing about the hours of the day that I hate the most. Will wakes up around 3 or 3:30 everyday and is just a beast. I wouldn't know that a kid could wake up happy if I hadn't had several others who did. Man, he is awful. He cries, screams, throws himself around and generally clings to me as I try to function with the other 3 kids in this house. Forcing a 3rd grader to do a PE book report or a 1st grader to do a math worksheet takes on a whole new meaning when there is a 22 month old monster clinging to my leg. Lily also does nothing to help with this awful time. By this time she is cranky and tired, also. She refuses to nap, rest, or otherwise occupy herself during this time too. This is the time of day she decides painting, coloring with markers and many books, or dancing ballet in full costume with an attentive audience (me) is THE ONLY thing that will make her happy. It really is enough to drive a person crazy. I find that each day my stomach starts to knot around 2:45...I know it's coming...
So I guess that's why I put them all to bed at 6:15 tonight...I just couldn't do it anymore. :)