the kids screamed that they weren’t tired.
he suppressed the flashing urge to drown them in the bathtub, and held on to more modern child-rearing principles.
a child at the end of a day of presents, new toys, and two dozen candy canes is little more than a wild animal. sleep will return the beasts to their normal rosy-cheeked selves. at least until they start the fight over watching morning cartoons and why can’t they kick a soccer ball in the kitchen. read more >