I love the peace and quiet of a house full of sleeping boys.  Especially when just a few hours earlier I was getting after them for not getting ready for bed and for not finishing their chores.  I lost it at that point! Nothing like an irate mom, right?  I finally got them all go to their rooms, but felt guilty for losing it with them.  I hate when I let my self get angry and then not apologize to them for my actions.  Not that moms are not justified for feeling this way, right?  I sometimes wish that my boys would just knock my socks off and just do what they know is supposed to be done.  It's not like I haven't had them ever do the dishes, or vacuum, or mop, or clean their room, or, or, or.....And the house certainly does not clean itself, contrary to popular belief.  Boy are they in for a rude awaking when they get out on their own and they have not picked up on anything that I have taught them!  I think when they start seriously dating I will foreworn their dates that they are not to do anything domestic for them.  Make them do it themselves.  Prove to me and to the girls that they are capable.  (just some late night ranting's and ravings of an annoyed and tired mom, but don't, for one minute think that I won't do it).