She is not in bed as I wish she was. She did not nap today and I was hoping I could get her into bed early as she is driving me mad. It didn’t work. It is not dark and so even though baby brother has been in bed for 45 minutes, we’ve read stories and scriptures, brushed teeth, had prayer, put jammies on, sang songs, and rock-a-byed. (not necessarily in that order) she knows it is not really bed time. In another 15 minutes it will be dark and then she’ll be in bed before she knows what hit her. And she’ll dream of delicious delicacies while I delve into my dreary evening of solitude. Yes, that is right, The Mr is mid air on his way to Austin. Luckily for myself he will be back on Tuesday.