Biscuits past midnight

Nobody wants to go to bed.

Well, none of the kids anyway.  And the parents can’t go off to sleep leaving the three children to entertain themselves all night.  I’m sure they’d be happy to, but I don’t think  it’s either safe or healthy.

So we’ve banned electronics between 10 and 5 and insisted on lights being out.

Which is apparently akin to torture.  We’ve been told we’re very bad people (in words that I don’t understand, and can’t find in a dictionary.  Probably just as well I don’t know what they are.  Makes it easier to not take offense.)

And some folks won’t sleep anyway–so last night we had a baking session between 3 and 4 am, and I didn’t get to bed until past 8.  AM.  Tonight’s a little better. Everybody in bed (or at least prone in a reasonably comfortable spot) and quiet by 2.  At this rate, we might have semi-normal bedtimes in a week or so.

I’m beginning to think it might be even worse trying to get over jet-lag with tweens and a teen than it was with toddlers.