And goodnight to the old lady whispering "hush."

The boys have a plan. It is strategic and well thought out.

If Jordan sleeps through the night, Dylan won't. If Dylan sleeps soundly, Jordan is crazed. And if both miraculously sleep past 5:30am, Mark will accidentally (sure...) drop a knife downstairs while making his lunch, waking both up. I swear they do it to keep me from making rational decisions during the day time.

"Sure, Dylan, you may have another poptart and then play Medal of Honor on the computer."

"I guess Jordan can chew on that wire. I mean, It isn't plugged in right now."

"Well, of course I would love go to the hunting store with you again today. I'll even help you pick out new camo socks this time, Mark!"

Once. Just once I would enjoy to sleep, undisturbed, until the late hour of 7 am.

(Entry title courtesy of Goodnight Moon by Margaret Brown)