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How Do I Choose the Best Professional Cleaning Service

Keeping your home clean can be an exhausting task, especially if you have to squeeze it in between the chaos and work and keeping your family in line. And if your life feels like it’s nothing but cleaning and tedious chores, perhaps it’s…

How to Keep Your Pool Clean Without Using Chemicals

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and if you haven’t done it already, you are probably getting ready to open your pool and start the swimming season. Having a pool in your backyard is wonderful, but it requires quite some effort before you…

8 Ways to Make Food Shopping as a Parent More Bearable

No one is denying children aren’t the gift that keep on giving. But, as a parent, there are just some tasks in day to day adult life that shouldn’t be accompanied by kids. Namely the weekly food shop. Opening yourself up to a world of whining, potential tantrums and…

My kids are getting to that dreaded age where every flippin' weekend they beg for a sleepover.  As soon as school gets out on Friday, they start hittin' me up for a party in their pj's.  And I don't know about you, but I am not a big fan of the sleepover, mainly because it ends up biting ME in the ass the next day.

Now my son is not really the issue, since he seems to be from a planet that doesn't require any sleep.  He returns from a sleepover all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed and ready to tackle the world.  My daughter, on the other hand, is an entirely different story.  She's the one who comes back looking like Nick Nolte after a reeeeeeeally long bender.

Just this past weekend, the girl apparently only got a total of maybe five and a half measly hours of sleep after giggling half the night away at a friend's house.  And the next day when I went to retrieve her, she was in full-on Cranky Miss Crank mode.  The tiniest thing set her off into a fit of shrieks and tears, yet if you asked her if she was tired, she would adamantly declare that she was not.  By the end of the day, she had transformed into a complete and total asshole.

This is exactly why I try my darnedest to limit the number of sleepovers my kids attend.  Like it or not, they are just too young and naive to know how much shut-eye their growing little bodies need.  Plus, I can only take so much of the day-after drama that follows.  My feet don't really dig walking on egg shells.

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