Bedtime

All I could think about for the last hour while I watched my beautiful children run around the living room like crazy maniacs was, "I can't wait to put you to bed."

At one point, I even caught myself saying it aloud.

Josie stopped mid-mania and looked at me.

"Why do you want to put me to bed?" She asked.

"Because I'm tired," I said.

"You can go to bed. I can take care of Owen." She said as she walked over and patted him on the back.

If only, I thought as visions of crayola on the walls and bite marks on backs danced in my head.