Is It Bedtime Yet?

Surprisingly enough, the kids didn't go to sleep until late last night, and I've been looking forward to bedtime since I got up. I'd been asked to watch the nursery at church this morning, so K. and I babysat an empty room. A young couple with weeping twin toddlers did pop in briefly about 45 minutes after the service started, but the boys did not seem to like the idea of being left with a stranger, so, to my great relief, they decided to take their woeful children and go home. Ed said the sermon was good though, something about Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart Club Band and getting out of bed and dragging a comb across one's head. That would catch his attention.