It's now 10:00 pm. The three punks are staying with us for the weekend. All three and Hubby are fast asleep and snoring the night away. Me, still wide awake.
After I've tucked every one to bed, read bedtime stories, assured them monsters are just a figment of their imagination, kissed them, professed my undying motherly love and rubbed their backs until they fell asleep, who's gonna put me to bed now?
I am so tempted to call a massage therapist right about now.