Battle of the Bedtimes

It continues. Bedtime has CONSISTENTLY been 8:00 for years - yet my kids groan and moan and beg for one more story, five more minutes of video games or just until the next commercial. I don't know when this was up for debate? By the time bedtime rolls around for me - I feel like I have been hit by a truck, and I still have emails to answer, lunches to make, and mail to go through.

When I give the "Final, and I mean Final, don't-argue-with-Me-or-your-grounded" hug and snuggle, my oldest will hold onto my neck, my arm or my hair with such force that I have to pry away. Once I make it to the door, I am usually safe, and can get on with my night time chores before I collapse into bed. Although I remember making the same pleas to my parents, the bedtime debate will always be a mystery to me. Can you relate?

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