Do you hear that?

Shhhh, do you hear that? Yeah, that. I hear it, too. Wanna know what it is? I'm told it's quiet and I think it's on the endangered species list, because we don't see too much of that around here. It's got to be at least a threatened species.

That's right, it's quiet here and it's only 7:30. We have been going non-stop for the last umpteen days and the girls have been showing it. I don't know how many times we've done time-outs today, I lost count on how many times I had to "remind" them to clean up and the number of unexplained melt-downs from the younger two is more than one hand-full of fingers. So I paraded them all upstairs and into the bathroom a full hour earlier than on a normal night with nothing going on. They fussed a bit, especially Alayna, since she's the only one that can tell time. She demanded to know why she was ready and climbing into bed at only 7:15 instead of 8:15. I reminded her of their behavior today and her own comment after supper that she was tired.

Now, only 15 minutes later, there's not a peep. All 3 girls are sound asleep. Andy's at a church council meeting. I am watching the olympics and catching up on my blog reading. All is good. I've even paused the tv a little just to enjoy that strange noise that's coming (or not) from my house.

I recommend you all get some. It's great.