Best Compliment of the Day

Still haven't gotten any sleep. In fact, it appears that my two children are working in concert to thwart any reasonable attempts to get them to stay in their beds and/or bedrooms when I tell them to go. Having exhausted the usual threats, rewards, and a large supply of duct tape (okay, just wishful thinking on that one, at least so far) I've decided to add the "thin blue line" tommorrow as I've got some blue painter's tape that just needs using up. Should be visible to the both of them and if I tell them it is electrified, that may just work. It's a thought that Mia may be testing this evening if the verbal call outs don't stop soon. Can't lock the door after all - she pulled the damn strike plate off the wall.

But, just got the very best compliment from the son which makes it all worth it, calms the nerves and soothes the soul. He lovingly looked at me, hit me in the head without prior warning and stated "Mom, you have a big, strong head. That's a good thing. See, when I knock on it, (ouch again) it sounds just like a watermelon. A good watermelon. Not a bad one. Not everyone gets a big strong watermelon head. See, isn't this cool? (vigorous knocking).

Yeah, I guess it is.

Planet Krypton

I have determined that at least one and probably both of Mia's birth parents were from the planet Krypton. This knowledge is based upon Mia's successful alteration of a door lock by pulling the strike plate out of it's molding just by brute force while she maintained a rebel yell.

More on the new bedtime routine after I get some sleep.