What a night!

So here's a riddle for you. What does a picture of an egg and a picture of a light bulb have in common? They both played a part in one of the longest nights with Evan since he was 3 months old.

I got home from a long frustrating night at work. (I have the feeling general public is getting stupider as the summer progresses.) Any way, Earl and Evan where just getting back from a drive when I too pulled into the driveway. We tried to put Even to bed but as soon as Earl walked into the nursery with him he started crying hysterically! So we figured he just wasn't ready, or in pain so we let him play for an hour or so, at 11:45 we where getting the "I'm tired signs" so we tried again. Same thing happened. But we pushed it a little this time, he continued to scream after his music stoped playing, so we knew something was wrong. He was screaming so much his voice was beginning to crack! We then decided to go for another drive.

We where heading to St Albert Trail on Hebart Rd when suddenly a large bang made us both jump. There was a smashed egg on our windshield! Stupid little punk kids where throwing eggs from behind the boulevard bushes. Earl turned the van around and called the cops. We where truly lucky there was no one in the lane next to use since Earl's first instinct of course was to swerve into the other lane! We drove around a bit waiting for the cop to show up to see if we could figure out where the little shits where hidding, as we drove Evan finally went to sleep. We talked to the cop when he arrived and told him the story. Apparently they where doing it from the other side of the street just the night before, but everyone called the cops hours later instead of right away. Unfortunately the little shits where already gone, I'm guessing use turning around may have scared them off. So next time, we'll call the cops and not turn around, maybe they will still be there when the cops arrive next time. I'm guessing there will be a next time if they've been doing it 2 nights in a row. After the egg stuff was dealt with we grabbed a quick car wash. (Evan slept through it) we also got a java from Timmies and headed home.

We got home and I removed a now passed out cold Evan from the van. I put him down in his crib and not even 5 minutes later he was up and crying hysterically again! This was now 1:30 am! Earl went and got him, I took him and decided to rock him in my chair. It was then that Earl noticed his night light. Burnt out! Oh no! So that's what has been going on the last couple of nights. On Wed night he was doing the same thing, but the van ride worked and he was down for the night by 12 midnight. Well what the heck where we going to do at 2am! We couldn't just run to the store and buy another bulb or night light. We would just have to deal! I dealed until 4:30 am, he finally went to sleep, I breathed a sigh of relief as I crawled into bed. Night light or not I passed out cold.