yup, I was right

All those years ago, I would lay in bed, hearing the vague echoes of some 1980's sitcom filtering down the hallway, fighting off sleep by imagining all the fun that was being had in the living room. I remember my eyes filling up with tears at the sheer UNFAIRNESS of it all. Why, oh why, did they get to stay up when I was forced to head to dreamland and miss it all.

Well, I was right. And being on the other side of this equation is pretty darn sweet.

That's all that I could think tonight when JAM and Red were playing their ridiculous we-don't-want-to-go-to-sleep games. When they came down the first time, I was comfy on the couch watching TV, and the jealousy was apparent in their eyes. When they came down the second time, I was enjoying a big cold glass of Tang, something I'm sure they wouldn't have passed up if it had been offered to them in the moment. But when JAM came down the third time and I was eating a bowl of ice cream (small... really... good for a sore throat!), and I saw an immediately recognizable expression cross his face.

Yup, he might think it's unfair, but it's looking good to me now, all these years later. His day will come, too, but he's gotta wait for it just like I did.


Really wanting you to believe that it was a small bowl of ice cream,