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The Witching Hour

The Witching Hour used to refer to one of my favorite Anne Rice books. It made me fall in love with New Orleans from a distance.

Now it refers to that time between 5 p.m. and 7:30 p.m. For some reason, my three children, the ones who have been quite happy most of the day for MIL and my mom, develop some sort of split personality approximately 4 minutes after I walk in the door. And try as I may to run upstairs and change my clothes (so that my pants don't get something spilled on them and do not need to be washed - because if I have to wash them, then I have to iron them, and who has the time???), I cannot because I am bombarded with screaming, crying, children wanting to be picked up, children needing a diaper change, children who think dinner is overrated and would prefer to storm up to their room rather than sit at the table, a husband who is telling me that dinner is ready and why aren't the twins in their high chairs and why isn't the table cleaned off, and there I am wishing that the construction I sat through on my commute home was just a little bit longer...

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Quadmama said…
That happens here, too, on the days I work my part-time job. At least now you've given me a name for it. If you ever figure out how to stop the Witching Hour let me know.
Lara said…
We call it that here too - I swear, if someone is going to be in a bad mood it's going to be at dinner time. I'm trying to figure out how the babies know it's the most inconvenient time possible to get all fussy ;)
I'm sure it won't last forever, or at least that's what I'm telling myself!
Bekki said…
How funny, the Whitching Hour is one of my all time favorite books and one of my all time LEAST favorite time of the day!

Ours hit the wal between 5:00-6:00 until we can get them into bed. It's just maddening. And they won't even watch TV ;) I thought for sure the Wonder Pets would save me, but no go.

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