Night time

   Ah, the night.  Before I had kids 7pm on any given night was dinner time, relax time, TV time, reading time or really anytime that wasn't stressful.  Now it is the worst part of the night.  Already I have struggled through a meal that was hated and a back breaking bath and now it's time for bed.
    My boys are like any other kids, they hate going to bed.  They want stories, books read, water, snuggles and endless people appear in our prayers.  There are nights when I want to pull my hair out because I just want a few moments of peace before I go to bed. 
   One of our nightly rituals before we go to bed is talking about what we're going to do the next day.  I usually do my cheerleader routine to try to get every ones enthusiasm up,  "YAY! We have school tomorrow and if you're really good we'll go the market in the afternoon, yippy!"  No I'm not kidding I can be quite nauseating at times.  This is also the time where the  boys will actually divulge details about their day rather than the answer of  "I dont' know" when I pick them up from school.
   Tonight I had the funniest conversation about what happened in Kellen's class.  He said a kid pushed him and hit him.  I asked him if he went to the teacher and he said yes, I asked him if he knew the kid's name and he said no, but he was able to tell me that the kid had a really BIG FAT BELLY!  Oh my gosh I laughed so hard.  I asked him if he thought the kid ate a lot of cookies and McDonald's to get that big fat belly and he agreed.  Gosh I love kids.  They truly say the funniest things and as Chad likes to say, there is no censor so they're telling it like it is.