Fort Night

I've neglected the kids quite a bit for the past couple days as I've been on the computer doing paperwork for our adoption.  I've accomplished a lot, but feel pretty bad about making them eat lunch without me and read their own bedtime stories at night.  So last night I tried to make up for it a bit.  I think I got some extra Mommy Points, so hopefully that will cover my deficit and I'll come out even in their eyes.

Since Jay was out of town, I knew I could let them get away with a little more noise and a late night if things got rowdy.  So I made the kids a "fort", as we used to call them when I was little, and let them spend the night in it.  It was just your run-of-the-mill sheets over some furniture fort.  Nothing fancy.  But they loved it.  It's not something I usually allow, mostly because we are always using the space they're in, but also because I'm all too aware of one particular child's difficulty in maintaining self control.  His behavior often results in something getting broken or destroyed, then I get mad, and finally all the fun gets canceled and everyone goes away unhappy.  I have learned to pick my battles carefully, and setting up forts in our house just isn't one of those things I enjoy.  But last night I made the fort.

They thoroughly loved it, everyone went to sleep immediately, and I felt a little less like a rotten Momma.  And although the one particular child had ruined his half by morning, I would say it was a success.  I think we might allow a few more forts in the future.