|M at work upstairs in the afternoon.|
Tonight it is not going to be that way. Tonight, M has a Dinner and Talk he is going to, and I have had a slowly growing dread of the post nap time. I think I am going to have to pull the Skype card while I make our heart, butterfly, and flower shaped mac and cheese and fish sticks. For the record, I never cook like that. When M is home, I like to cook like this (steak is like a once every two months things):
|Steak and Bearnaise sauce, grilled veggies, baked red potato wedges. (Well, M does the grilling)|
But what I dread is the after story, after tucked in, waiting for them to actually sleep. I can count on them coming out of their beds at least three or four times for "one last" prayer, hug, drink, potty, etc.
But maybe tonight will be different. Maybe tonight, they will remember that I have been "meaning what I say" for a few weeks now, and listen to me. So, I will face it courageously, and pray for patience (and obedience). Also, to the Archangels...who should intercede for us extra on Michaelmas.