Wow... Poor John. He's still at work, and it's 10:30 at night. I will be heading to bed shortly. This is the second night putting two kids down, though John got home in time to finish up with Eric last night. Ugh. I hate when he has projects due because he works from early in the morning until late at night. I feel sorry for him... and me of course. ;-)
So tonight I put Eric down early. Very early. Like 6:50pm early. He was a nut today. Don't know if it was the weather (all the crazy rain and the storm that came through) or just a "Bad Eric" day, but that boy was so giddy and violent. I hate having to discipline Eric at this age. He just doesn't get it. He hurts Rachel, and knows I don't want him to. But at this age he doesn't understand that he's hurting her or consequences/ punishment. He only understands that he gets a reaction when he's "Bad Eric."
So Eric went down about an hour early. Rachel, of course, had to fall asleep at 9:30. [sigh] And then... fireworks. LOUD fireworks. It sounded like they were going off right outside her room. And unlike Eric, she wakes up if I drop a cloth diaper on the floor; it's so frustrating. So the fireworks woke her up. And since I had nursed her for an hour and a half to get her to sleep, I was PISSED. Our town (each town in Fairfax county) has a festival around this time. Apparently Herndon started theirs tonight. I could have stomped to the fair grounds and killed someone. Grrrrrr
I think I would be more serene if I had more sleep. Going to bed now. :-)