I'm not sure what it is about 4pm but it's like the bewitching hour where everything goes down hill. Kind of like when there is a full moon. Ever notice kids during a full moon. Nuts.
The children in my house are no different. Once 4pm rolls around the tantrums are long and epic. That is when I'd like to put myself in a time out. A Momma Time out if you will.
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Once 5pm comes around, I start fantasizing about bedtime. In my head it's always peaceful and calm. Everyone goes to bed easily and sleeps soundly. When in reality it is messy, ugly and full of chaos. One kid is crying because he's hungry - yet he ate 10 minutes prior. The other kid is crying because the toy duck is making noise and he doesn't know how to make it stop. Once it stops, he starts crying because he doesn't know how to make it go. Ryan and I get annoyed with each other because the kids are going nuts.
I know I can't be the only Momma who dreads the end of the day. Who checks the clock franticly only to discover minutes have passed.