It is so hot, I'm sure I'm actually starting to melt. Toddler is usually pretty good with bed time but last night decided to tag team with baby in some kind of screaming relay. Bed time usually 7:30 but by 9:30 and about 11 billion trips back upstairs to usher toddler back to bed, my will was broken. I could feel myself starting to lose it so I gave up. We all sat downstairs in our pants eating ice creams at 10:30pm (homemade ones, surely I at least get points for that?!) then bribed toddler into bed with the promise of a cartoon. To be honest I was willing to try anything to make sure at least one of them wasn't crying!
Woke this morning under a pile of sweaty children, wondering about this 'rod for your own back' everyone goes on about. I'm hoping the odd broken rule isn't going to create mini dictators. Or am I wrong, will I be overthrown by my two angelic looking gremlins?! 