Bedtime isn't a routine or a ritual, it'a a battle. And we fight it every night. Its kind of like taking a hill, just to retreat and take it again tomorrow.
We loose almost every night. Technically I guess we eventually win, but its more of a seige...we surround her, cut off the escapes, block the communications, and cut off her supply lines. She makes a few sorties against us, eventually her resources and ammunition run low. She makes a valiant last stand, until eventually she surrenders.
I just can't figure out why we let her out.
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People reading this will think it's just funny. They don't know it is too true!! Emily you have a gift for writing!
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