Jet Lag is a drag
Last night, right after dinner, without any nagging or cajoling, our kids went upstairs and put themselves to bed. By the time we had finished clearing up the kitchen, they were fast asleep. The time was 6:00 PM. Model children, you say? Nope, you can hold back your words of praise for our parenting skills — it's just jet lag.
Jet lag seems to be affecting the whole family unusually hard. It has been four days since we arrived from England, but our bodies are still stubbornly refusing to adapt to the US Pacific time zone; they seem to think we live somewhere just west of Iceland. I don't remember ever having this much difficulty before. Maybe it's because we were in England for a whole month. Maybe it's because our bodies are still exhausted from our hectic vacation schedule and need more time than usual to adjust. Maybe I'm so irritated about George Bush's latest failures that thinking about them would have kept me up anyway (Hey, everything seems to be Bush's fault these days, so why not blame him for this?).
Whatever the reason, I'm tired of the jet lag and I want it to stopnow. I'm tired of nodding off in the afternoon and fighting to stayawake after dinner because I don't want to wake up early — only towake up early anyway. I'm tired of waking up and lying in bed forhours. I'm tired of turning the kids' light off at 4 in the morning("Sorry kids, the artificial light will only confuse your bodiesfurther") when I'm dying to do turn on the bedside lamp myself and reada book. Yes, I suppose it can be entertaining to watch your kids fallasleep while chewing their dinner, but it's not so cute when I have tokeep marching into their room to shush them because they're bored withlying quietly in bed and have begun to play the Webkins Ninja Fightinggame — with their outdoor voices — at 5:30AM.Continued on the next page