I hate it when this happens:This is what happens when you forget about a school project that is due tomorrow. This is what happens when you are sitting at the computer typing up a paragraph to go with the diorama on Bengal Tigers you just finished. This is what happens when it's 9:20 pm and your three year old
is crying for you to put him to bed and you're still typing with your eight year old sitting next to you, dictating, half asleep himself.
For the record, I did put change him and tuck him into bed before blogging...