So about halfway through the day yesterday, I remembered that I had promised the munchkins’ parents I would once again hang out at their house when the dad left for work and before the mom got home from her basketball game. Needless to say, I wasn’t thrilled at my commitment, but it was a commitment I needed to fulfill busted ankle or not. After bundling up for the artic weather and packing my purse full of drugs, an iPod and headphones, and a book to keep me occupied, I headed across town with the selfish hope that all of the kiddos would be fast asleep.  It’s not that I don’t adore them.  It’s just I was exhausted, and my ankle was aching.  Of course, I wasn’t that lucky.  The middle munchkin was still awake and ready to play when I got there.  After saying goodbye to her dad and promising she’d go to bed soon (not that she has any concept of soon), she turned to me in expectation of etertainment.  First, she wanted my phone to text her boyfriend.  When I denied her that, she then proceded to remind me I was single and, therefore, did not need a cell phone.  This kid is good!  Then she went and chose three books for me to read her in the dark and didn’t let me in on the fact she had them memorized and would point out every mistake I made.  Finally, I gave up and grabbed my iPod and put the earbuds in her ears.  It’s amazing after a lil Beyonce and Jesse McCartney she was ready for bed.  Thank goodness!!