But then again, what is bedtime? Other than something Mommy longs for and babies avoid. At 9 pm, as Gussy crawls around my feet, I'm inspired to share photos of children who triumphed -- I mean TRIUMPHED over the bane that was their bedtime.
Here's Haven with hair perfectly coiled from the bath he took hours before. Note the expression of perfect glee -- not only did he make it out of bed but he made it outside to look at the moon! Way to go Haven!