Last night, as I was tucking Sarah into bed, Kate came out of the office and climbed into her own bed. I moved to Kate's bed, and I commenced ta' tuckin'. Kate said to me "what do you mean you broke the treat day rule*?" The day has come. Kate is reading my blog. I don't know, it just sort of felt like the end of an era. I then thought of the cartoon Mikey posted for me on facebook:
Oh well, girls, we all have our cross to bear.
*Treat Day was initiated as a once-a-week event when the begging for, whining about and in general expecting of daily treats drove me to distraction. Once a week, people. You pick the day (spoiler alert, they always pick Saturday) and that's it**.
**Some exceptions may apply, case in point, mommy wants cookies on a Monday.