Bed time is at 9:00 pm. We say family prayers, and then I walk downstairs with the kids an tuck them all into bed. I have to admit, it's always a bit of a relief when I finally get everyone to bed and have a few minutes to breath. Especially today after listening to Caib ask over and over : "How come the week before Christmas always takes soooooo Looong!!!!!!! Do I have To go to school Monday? Mom, Can you just call my Math teacher, Please?"
"What the heck? Why should I call your math teacher?" Says I
"To tell her not to give me any homework" Is his reply, and it's in the most serious tone you can imagine. I almost think he is serious.
But tonight as I was tucking him in was the best, because he was serious, and I couldn't help but admire the way he's decided to handle this next "LOOOOONG" week. He'd laid down in bed and I was pulling the covers up over him when he says: "Oh Wait." He jumps out of bed and begins setting his alarm clock as he says, "I'm gonna set it earlier so I can get up earlier and get tomorrow over with."
Now, why didn't I ever think of that when I was a kid?
Thanks, Caib, for the great attitude!!