With summer comes daylight saving time. And with the additional hour of sunlight in the evening comes one more excuse for our oldest daughter to not go to bed.
Excuse #27: But the sun is still up.
Samantha and Saxon. 6.8.2009
The list of excuses gets longer and longer. Saxon, who isn’t yet three, is an incredibly good negotiator. With her skills, she may be able to bring peace to the Mideast before she reaches junior high. Here are just a few of the other reasons why it’s not quite time to go to bed.
I’m hungry. I’m really, really hungry. Carey is nearly defenseless on this one. Although she denies it, I’m guessing she was oft forced to go to bed without dinner and is repressing these childhood memories in order to cope on a day-to-day basis.
I want a snack. See above.
I want to watch TV. Well, who doesn’t? But the big people want to watch Weeds and True Blood.
I want to sleep in the big bed.
I need some water.
I want you to cover me up. She does know how to do this, it’s just another excuse to lure me into her room and give her one more opportunity to negotiate her way out of her own personal prison.
I have to go pee pee in the potty. I’m having a hard time with this one since we’re working on transitioning to big girl pants during the day. Just tell her: “oh, it’s dark, pee your pants?” Instead, I’ve resorted to reminding her that she can do it all by herself. After the 9th time she got out of bed in a 30 minute stretch the other night, I said, “Gotta pee pee? Just Go. Go. Go. Go to the bathroom. Goodnight. I love you. Don’t get out of bed again.”
I’m not tired. Or if she’s really tired, she just says, “But I’m too tired to go to bed.”
I brought you this book Daddy. Oh, sure. Instead of watching vampires, I’ll read Horton Hatches an Egg to myself, even though I just read it, aloud to Saxon, two times in a row just thirty minutes earlier.
But my very favorite excuse du jour is:
Look what happened to my nightgown - which is said while walking into the room with one of the shoulder straps undone (one arm in, one arm out). Saxon says this with a look that ranges from one of curiousness to one of puzzlement, as if to convey, “the strangest thing magically happened to my dress. So strange that I had to come down and show you..oh, hey, by the way, I’m hungry, I wanna watch TV…”
Thank goodness, her baby sister, Samantha, turns into a pumpkin at 1900 hours and practically demands her evening milk, a quick reading of Pat the Bunny and a kiss goodnight.
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Meredith Moseley-Bennett responded on 19 Jun 2009 at 3:06 pm #
You should really write a book, Chris, you are a funny dude!
Tara Ann responded on 19 Jun 2009 at 3:23 pm #
hahahahahahaha This just made my day. And thanks for forwarning me before I try to get her into bed in just a few short weeks!
Mom and Dad responded on 19 Jun 2009 at 3:29 pm #
Realizing that this is tardy by one posting, you are right about “being there” for your kids. In retrospect, the hours spent at dance recitals, taking kids to rock concerts, conducting soccer practice, and the like are ones which are now unavailable for me to trade for other activities — and I wouldn’t if I could. It only happens once.
Whitney responded on 22 Jun 2009 at 4:52 pm #
Wow…can’t wait for Wednesday…
Cher responded on 13 Jul 2009 at 9:14 am #
Oh goodness…. love the excuses… I think I likely used a few of those myself……