I have been able to calm the most unhappy nursery visitors in my time.
I have seen it all.
Last night I witnessed a strange phenomenon during my/ 2 hour and 45 minute -bedtime-for-most-toddlers /day three of vbs in the nursery stint.
Myself and two toddler boys. Piece of cake, right? We are happily playing with our brightly colored play dough, making all sorts of foodstuffs, listening to music, calmly whiling away the night.
Enter one cute, blonde, curly haired princess.
Suddenly, my two little darling boys have turned into running, screaming, play dough throwing, leaping lizards. Little cute, blonde, curly-haired princess has morphed as well. She is chasing the leaping lizzards, squealing at the play dough bombs and lobbing right back.
There is only one explanation for this havoc.
Let's have a snack. That should quiet these darlings down.
Ohhhhhhh. Dark Chocolate coated chinese noodles covered with marshmallow cream.
Those girls down in the kitchen know what I like.
Let's turn off the lights and watch a movie.
Tear the room apart.
I don't care.
Shhhhhhhhhh! It's 8:30 and I am trying to sleep here!
Is it Friday yet?