I love this pink light. It is immeasurably difficult to find such a thing on this side of the puddle. I know: In between tracking the Malaysian Airlines second crash investigation I was looking for kitchen lights. You might remember after all these years that I have an absolute obsession with planes. All night long I read about it and looked for kitchen lights - no sleep. Now, there is another plane missing over Mali. Unbelievable times we live in - very stressful and it's difficult to believe the propaganda from any country.
Bedtime, however, was pretty fun, when you consider the kids I have. They're like little Penns and Tellers. Comments heard during a chaotic settling down of children who still insist on sharing one room divided by a curtain ("I can keep a better eye on him and his diabolical ways,") claims the one with the scenic view from her loft bed:
"We're going to Sephora tomorrow for FOUR HOURS." (daughter, taunting Junior)
"Yeah?" You'll have to get permission from my FIST first!" (Junior) - and 5 minutes later while the tough guy is getting snuggles:
"You'd better think very carefully before you lick my arm again." (Me - to you know who.)