The Witching Hour

It's 5:00 p.m. The oldest is in sitting on his bed with instructions to play with NOTHING. The middle one is dangerously close to a time-out and he tries to focus on cleaning up a game he spread all over the floor, but keeps getting easliy distracted. The baby is moaning about something - god only knows. Uh oh...I hear footsteps...someone is getting spanked. Hmm, seems two minutes in his room was torture. He came down to apologize. Fine, thanks. Now could you PAH-LEASE stop talking for two minutes?!?!? Ok, at least he's keeping the baby from screaming.There goes the two year old again. Totally distracted from his task.Why am I trying to accomplish anything at this hour? Good question. My last attempt to show that I accomplished something at all today, maybe. Anyone else have this witching hour problem? For us it's really about two hrs long. 4 to 6 p.m. Doesn't help that it's colder than heck outside and I can't get the kids to go out there and play for a while. I suppose it's time we did a contest so I can get some tips to survive the winter with my children indoors. Mail your tips to mama@mycicy.com. Sounds like I've got a diaper change coming up. Have a lovely evening friends. :)