The Puddles

“Mom!  It’s still daylight outside!  Why do we have to go to bed?” states all three kids in one form or another.  True.  It’s still light outside but it is 7:30 and it is definitely time for the younger two to go to bed. The oldest is staying up a little later to read, but even she is going to bed ON TIME and not a moment later.

It has been a long day.  It started with taking Madie to the dermatologist this morning to get a second opinion on the growth on her ear.  The doctor came in and looked at it and said “Let’s take it off!” Music to our ears.  The last doctor wanted to put her under general anesthesia and do surgery.  Of course it took longer to calm Madie down.  We never did.  Dad just pinned her tight against him while she yelled.  It took 3 minutes. The doctor isn’t sure what it is, but he sent it off for labs.  But it is gone and no surgery!  Yeah!

Because Madie got cut on, she got a treat.  Instead of ice cream (which the tradition) we went to Starbucks.  They made her a special chocolate smoothie without the banana and put lots of chocolate chips in it. They made it special for her!  They even handed us a free 10 itunes download card.  Dad claimed it for himself.  But they were obviously trying to make Madie’s day better, not his!

We came home this morning and the drama had me exhausted.  But we still had to eat and then get Ainsley to Princess Camp.  Today was her last day.  We dropped her off. Visited the pharmacy for some medicine for Madie. Stopped by church to give Daddy something and to pick up Madie’s ipod.  We got to check out the VBS decorations while we were there.  Awesome.  Made us all excited about next week.  That crew has “skills”!

Then it was back to Princess Camp to see Ainsley’s final recital. She was adorable. Adorable!!

Back to church to pick something else up that we forgot and then home. Chores, Wii time, Dinner, and finally bed.  I’m tired.  So despite my children’s cries of “Unfair.” “It’s not right.” “This is silly.” I still sent them to bed.  And for good measure I reminded them of the Robert Lewis Stevenson Poem, “Bed in Summer”

In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.

I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people's feet
Still going past me in the street.

And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?

Although written in 1885, it is still true today.  So good night!