I’m not sure where I’m at right now.  There was no argument. No drama. No endless requests.  No constant demands.

She went to bed and said good night.

And fell asleep.

Straight away.

And now I’m wandering the house wondering what the hell I’m supposed to be doing.

What are you up to this Monday night? Do you think this easy bedtime will become a permanent thing or is it just a once off?