Just a quiet rainy Sunday

Last night I did the unthinkable.
My husband and I went to bed at 8:30pm.
Not to read, watch TV or do El Freaky Na Na, but simply to sleep.
There were a few little blips before we were allowed to do that, namely, 3 kids:
1 teething
1 with fever and chills that required me to tickle his face and play "round and round the garden" on his forehead about 400 times before he fell asleep
1 who simply wasn't tired and wanted to play his Leapster at a volume so loud you would have thought he was a rising rap star.

But, managed to have my head hit the pillow, and as I went down, I glanced at the clock (9:02pm) and I swear I was asleep by 9:03.
If the kids were up in the night, I didn't hear it. When I'm that tired, I could probably sleep through Armeggedon and awake the next day being completely oblivious to the devastation around me.
I heard nothing until 8am this morning when our little darlings, so crabby the night before, awoke bright and chipper and ready to start their day.
I of course, having come off of 11 hours of consecutive sleep should have been equally chipper, but instead, all I could think of was "more".
Sleep is like crack - one 'hit' and I'm addicted. I just want more and more.
Truly, it was glorious, and I can't wait until I can sleep again like that.
I will pay astronomical amounts to be able to do that regularly, and the best part is that I'm not killing brain cells by feeding my newfound addiction.

Stepped on the scale, and I'd lost two pounds - imagine that. Probably because I didn't eat anything after 6pm - but nevertheless - 2 lbs is 2 lbs, and I'm glad to see them go. the sleep diet is the best thing I've ever discovered. Don't eat - sleep your way to bikini season - yeah.

Our quiet Sunday was not so quiet when I remembered that my 5 yr old had a birthday party to go to this afternoon, immediately after church. Luckily, the birthday boy lives on our street - only about 10 houses down from us.
As I walked the boy to his party, I thought, what a momentous occasion, he has been invited to birthdays before, but only to parties where I am friends with the parents - this was his first school chum party, and I wasn't sure what to expect.
I was invited to stay, as were all the parents of the kids invited - although I was only 1 of 2 that accepted the offer, Which meant that 17 other parents saw fit to drop their kids off at a strangers house and leave. I live in a safe neighbourhood, but even I found that odd in this day and age.
Nevertheless, it turned out that the birthday boy had invited his entire kindergarten class, so there were twenty 4&5 yr olds running around. Luckily they had a fabulously large backyard, and the rain held off until later, so they could all be sent outside to take whacks at a piñata filled with candy, eat cupcakes and run around to their hearts content.
the real fun came of course when birthday boy wanted to open his presents.
1 kid surrounded by a MOUNTAIN of gifts, and 19 kindergarten kids crowding around him to see, it was like a mob gone wild. Each kid grabbing the present *they* had brought and thrusting it into the arms of the helpless birthday boy, drowning in a sea of overindulgence.
My boy did not want to leave - I mean - birthday boy had just received a small warehouse of little boy toys, and my boy pleaded with me that birthday boy needed a brother, and he would volunteer to be the birthday boy's brother and stay and help him play with all these fabulous toys.
Nice try my boy, but after an afternoon with 20 kindergarten kids hopped up on a cupcake high, mummy has a new appreciation for your teacher............and I need a nap.

WILT: My kids aren't the only ones that feel compelled to use couches as their personal launching pads.

A pinata can withstand over 50 whacks before an adult must break the darn thing.

5 yr olds ALL cheat at party games when a prize is involved, and none of them can count high enough to guess the number of jellybeans in the jar, except for my kid, who didn't win them anyway, because it was a lottery style game. (btw, there were 439)