My boys have their days and nights mixed up this summer, and I have done a shitty job of letting this happen and trying to stop it. It makes for crabby kids, and crabby me.
The problem is:
A) They keep me awake.
B) They sleep until ungodly hours, making it hard to do anything fun.
C) It ain't right man.
Now, a part of me loves it when they are asleep all morning. It is quiet, I can do everything I want or nothing I want. I can sleep if I want, clean if I want, run an errand or two, read, write this, anything. It is almost like they are at school or something, not bugging me to make them food, or fighting with each other. It is kind of selfish of me, because it is the main reason I let them sleep. Not because they need it, because I need it. But I feel like they are missing out on their summer. And I often forget, that ultimately I am in charge of this castle, for the most part.
So, in the spirit of doing what is right, today that is going to change. Here it is, (writing this on Thursday) 5:30 AM and I wake to find my oldest boy still awake. He hasn't even gone to sleep yet. We are leaving for a fun-filled day at around 9 AM. He is playing video games. I will get to the video games later. I have much to say about them. He is, however, ruining my point of view on video games, right at this moment.
So, wish me luck, as I am sure he will be a joy to be around. But it is up and out of bed in a few hours. I don't care how tired and crabby he gets, it is good for him. It is depressing and lonely to stay up all night. I should know, I used to do it for days upon days.
That school bus will be coming in a few weeks, we need to get our shit together!