20 May 2006

Night Tales

I'm not peeking.
Sometimes bedtime can be a challenge. Our children have never admitted to being tired. Their heads may droop and their eyelids blink really slow, yet if we ask if they are tired, they sit up and declare, "No!"
Last night Ariel turned out the light and Clare said, "I'm blind!"
Ariel quickly responded, "Then go to sleep."
"I'm unblind." Clare replied.

Peter was mucking around and one of the other children deflected attention from themselves by letting us know. Peter defended himself with, "I'm not doing anything at the moment!"

Sometimes we need to resort to the threat of providing them with "The Red Hand of Dad" or "The Red Hand of Mum", reminiscent of the White Hand of Sauron, although placed lower down and in a different colour.


Headmistress, zookeeper said...

We refer to casting them into the out darkness where there is weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth.

DavidofOz said...

"But what if you have no teeth?" asked Clare who is missing her front teeth.
"They will be supplied!" we answered pitilessly.