Do you hear the words that are coming out of my mouth???

How many times should a mother ask her children to do the same thing before she can reasonably start screaming like a banshee? Seriously, sometimes I wonder if I'm even speaking English. Maybe I just start rambling in tongues when I start asking my children to do something for me and don't realize it. Maybe they are partially deaf and honestly can't hear me. If that's the case they aren't lip readers either because most of the time they're looking right at me as I ask them for the 4th, 5th and 6th time to please brush their ever lovin' teeth!

Boy, this has been a Calgon-get-me-the-hell-out-of-here-day. I hate bedtime, grrr.

It's quiet so why can't I sleep?

It's 12:01 am. The roar of the children quieted as they dropped off to dreamland one by one about 2 hours ago. I was drop-dead tired while they were demanding my attention.

What is it about the suddenly silent house that wakes up the exhausted mother?