Goodnight my love

Tonight, both boys are in bed already and it's only a little after eight. It's Evan's regular bedtime, but I think Mike was feeling a little headachy and so he's taking it easy too. This has to be the first night in months that I'm the last one to bed. Not to say that I won't be there momentarily, but for now I'm still awake.

Today Evan had a crappy day. He was a stinker at speech, wouldn't cooperate when I had to run errands, and was just generally difficult. His behavior has been pretty good lately, so I was a little surprised. I hope he's not coming down with something again. Look at me, I remembered something. Maybe I am learning a little after all. Either way I'm hoping tomorrow is better. He's got school and that always seems to make him happy. Next week he starts taking the bus to school, and boy will that make me happy!

I think we've settled the name thing. We asked Evan's opinion, and he's got it narrowed down to "Ohno" or "Poopypants". I think Ohno is more likely, as it's easier for him to say.

I guess that's it for now. There's a new "How I Met Your Mother" on tonight--I think I'll catch that, have a snack, and head for bed.