If not for bad luck....

I'd have no luck.

So last night about 6:00 the lights flick off, then on, then off. Pitch black and the kids are not thrilled. Eldest is incensed that the light switches are not responding. He's putting my hand on the switch and when I can't make the lights come on he has a meltdown. The baby thinks all of this is very amusing. Samneric* have exactly opposite opinions. Sam is ecstatic that he gets to use the flashlight and Eric is afraid of the imminent arrival of monsters. We get him calmed down and manage to get everyone bathed and in their pj's. "I wish we were in heaven. The lights never go off in heaven." says Eric. We read a few books by flashlight and get Eldest and The Baby off to bed. Suddenly, the lights come back on. Eric says, "Can we turn the lights back off?" This from the child who was in tears an hour ago.

*Bonus points for reader(s) who get the reference.

Comments

Jeff the Baptist said…
You're talking about your kids with references to Lord of the Flies. Nice.
11:12 AM
The Last Ephor said…
I was referring more to their inseperability than anything else. However if I left my house for, I don't know, an hour or more, they'd probably be more or less like the Lord Of The Flies by the time I got back.
9:45 AM
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