The Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe

had it right in my book, especially that line about "she whipped them all soundly and sent them to bed." And broth sounds like an easy prep and clean up meal. I could probably handle that.

Why is it that getting kids to bed is like herding cats? Why do kids have to fight over things like who has to put the cap on the toothpaste and who did it the night before? Is it possible to brush your teeth without spitting on the faucet and leaving toothpaste globs in the sink? Then there's the fighting over who has to get out of the bathroom first so that someone else can go to the bathroom, etc. Honestly, bedtime is the time of day my children are most likely to be put up for auction.

I'm thinking that getting kids in bed would be a great chore to delegate to dad.