Hump Day

I know Wednesday is sometimes called hump day, but my kids took it to a whole new level last night...

Last night we had a home energy audit done last night. The auditor arrived about 5:30 and didn't leave until about 8 p.m. She was great and it turns out we had a lot in common regarding music, books, kids toy preference, organic gardening and the like, which is fine, but during the audit, which was clearly getting off track, our kids were going bonkers from exhaustion. I wish I could say I was totally attentive to my kids, but in truth, I was pretty lazy in tending to them, choosing to talk more about They Might Be Giants, secretly hoping to gain a new friend. 

How tired were they? In a normal week I can anticipate melt-down city by Wednesdays just from them being so exhausted from school, but the night before they were up much later than normal because we needed a sitter because Husband had this work thing and I had this needing-to-go-out-with-friends thing, meaning they were beyond done.

So, our kids were over-the-top tired and Husband and I were really trying to focus on weather stripping, R-values, the joys of wooden toys, collectible Richard Scarry books, IKEA, and the revelation that if there is a spider web somewhere in your home, there is usually an air leak. Fascinating. We went through a booklet of tips and then walked around the house, starting in the basement with the furnace.

The kids, who had been running wild and were near delirious, were in their room, voluntarily putting on their pajamas. Let me just repeat that: voluntarily putting on their pajamas, asking for bedtime snack, basically begging to go to bed. "Yes, yes, honey, we'll be right up. Pick out your bedtime books..."

We worked our way upstairs where we had a specific question about why the kids' room: why was it always freakishly cold in there? So, Husband, the Auditor and I head on up and I fling open the door to their room and there, in direct eyesight of all of us is one of twins, humping his blankets on his bed. Like no mistaking it. I think the other one was under his bed.

I closed my eyes. Closed the door. I asked if we could have just a minute... Of course, that's one way to warm up the room, is what I would have said if I were the energy auditor...