Just when she's ready for bed, her little boss won't close his eyes just yet. After an hour and a half he finally surrenders and accepts that it really is time to go to sleep. But poor little mama, her eyes are so very awake now that she gets up, takes the iPod and decides to blog about the irony of the bedtime routine with her 2.9yo son.
Right now, I can only think of nothing but surf until my eyeballs are dead-tired - for the second time.
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