Last night was again a hard to sleep night. I strongly suspect I will go back to bed after the kids leave this morning. Either that or run out to get a double shot espresso. Of the two, going back to bed sounds much more appealing.
#3 is working very hard on trying to get his butt swatted this morning. Between the back talk and the blatant ignoring, he may find it difficult to sit down at school today. Oh I hate mornings like this. This is definitely a morning I wish the kids had a subdural implant which would deliver a shock when I pressed a button on a remote control. I think they would be much more willing to follow directions without back talk if I had one of those.
Of course I suppose that would be considered cruel and unusual punishment? Darn.