...And Then, Just as the Tension Gets Unbearable...

...there is some welcome comic relief.

It's the Night Before School. The 10-year-old is having yet another hissy fit and is upstairs moaning, "I'LL NEVER SEE MY FRIENDS...." over the realization that her middle school class schedule is....well, what it's been since last Thursday, but she's just now decided to freak out about it. The six-year-old is in the bathtub for the second time, having emerged the first time with her hair still a mass of gooey hair conditioner. We're bearing down on bedtime, and the six-year-old is stalling.

"Get out of the tub NOW," I say.

"Okay," she says, and hauls her sopping little six-year-old self out of the tub. "But first I hafta do my WET NAKED DANCE! YEAH, BABY! OH YEAH OH YEAH OH YEAH!"