You’ve changed…
You used to be reliable, I knew you would come and there you were, bang on seven o clock every single night of the week.
You would arrive and calm would descend upon the madness of my home. Silence would fill the space where children had been seen to battle and the soft scent of peace and quiet would dance round the lounge.
Then suddenly you changed, was it something I said?
I stood forlorn at the window tonight looking for you eagerly but seven o clock came and went and you didn’t come. Above me I could hear the thundering steps of twin boy as he swung from his bunk like a gorilla under the influence. I could hear the terrible laughing of twin girl as she egged him on. Then I heard the smack as he landed hard on his arse and the crack as his outstretched hand walloped his sister in his descent. I will.be honest, I was bitter because If you had arrived on time this couldn’t have happened.
The wails of anguish began, the baby awoke and more cries rang out. Steam began to whistle from he who helped create them’s ears. The gin on the side called to me, but I couldn’t bring myself to pour it into the glass. I just prayed you were on your way….
I settled the baby, he who helped create them calmed the twins. I thought I heard you come in, but I was wrong it was merely the sound of twin girl begging for water as she was close to dehydration and without a cup she would surely collapse in the night. I saw the clock tick towards eight o clock, where the hell were you?
I need you at seven, without you I can’t cook my tea, iron the clothes, watch the tv, or even drink the gin.
He who helped create them came downstairs and then I knew you were on your way. I heard the soft snores of bb and twin boy bidding his sister goodnight. The house began to unwind, the silence began.
Over an hour late but finally you came.
And bedtime, I welcomed you with open arms….. (and a glass of gin)
Oh my goodness, the days of a 7pm bedtime. Must be what, 8 years ago now here!
I miss seven, soooooooo much
Oh your posts never fail to make me laugh out loud! I love the way you write.
Thanks so much, that is a lovely compliment
Ohhh bedtime!! It’s that last hour where i could easily go over the edge!
I frequently lose it at this time, it is like patience just upps and leaves my body and sods off down the pub….. without me!
Great post…took me back to when my lot were little and I’d be waiting at the window for hubby to get in, ahhhh the memories x
Miss them?
Oh God. When I finally got Aaron into a bedtime routine…… at the age of ONE, his bedtime is 9:30 ocassionally 8:45 if he is tired…..
I can’t imagine 7 p.m. but it would be life changing – wow…….
I guess yours are getting that bit older now hence the +1 in the hour, but has it happened again?
Liska xxx
To be honest it is me who is never organised enough to get three kids to bed for seven….. In my prime I could get the twins down for six thirty… I miss those days x
Brilliant. You sound so calm, though, as you await your release. I shirek foully at my pair if my Beer Moment is delayed by their dallying.
Lol, I may also be known to shriek, other days I merely sob quietly….
Ah, so THAT’S where bedtime was this evening – messing around at your house. Explains why it didn’t turn up until NINE O’BLOODY CLOCK here.
My 2 year old goes to bed at 7.30pm but it used to be 7pm… sometimes he’ll try and push it to 8pm. I am told he’ll go back to 7pm when he starts school…? Who knows?!
I am clinging onto that 7pm for dear life at the moment. It’s only a pity the Husband wont go off at that time too! x
That really made me laugh!
Have you tried sleeping pills….
he didn’t come til 9pm here, bed time your getting slack!!
Glad its not only me
Just you wait…it’s often 10.30 here these days with aspie boy (10 now) and I am not ‘allowed’ to leave his room until he is asleep. TG for the iPad x
10.30?????????????
wails!
That was amazing, I didn’t realise who ‘it’ was until the very end…Thanks
welcome
Wait until it doesn’t come around until 10pm !!!!!!!
Really you are all scaring me, *sobs*
Thankfully we are still on a 7pm bedtime….occasionally it’s 7.30pm. I couldn’t imagine it being any longer – the evening goes quick enough as it is! x
Do bedtime comes to you before me eh?
If my teens are not in bed by 10PM, I bring out the chainsaw. Take no prisoners, is what I say. x
Hilarious but wise all at the same time! Take heed readers!
Yep, my dasy of 7pm are gone too. Thanskfully with the darker weather I can con the girls a bit and still get them up at that time sometimes but JJ is much happier nearer to 9pm! ekk
Mich x
I managed 7.30 tonight! whoop whoop
was it a fox? father christmas? Buddha? no? bedtime??
Did I disappoint?