Sleepy Time Gal

Sleepy time gal,
You're turnin' night into day!
Sleepy time gal,
You've danced the ev'ning away!

Before each silvery star fades out of sight,
Please give me one little kiss,
then let us whisper "Goodnight,"
It's gettin' late and, Dear, your pillow's waitin' . . .
Sleepy time gal, when all your dancin' is through,
Sleepy time gal, I'll find a cottage for you.

You'll learn to cook and to sew,
What's more, you'll love it, I know!
When you're a stay-at-home, play-at-home,
Eight o'clock sleepy time gal!

There was a time in Janna's life where she thought nothing of staying up until all hours of the night. Two, three or four in the morning seemed like the perfect time to go to bed, why bother going to bed any earlier eh? Before we got married she insisted that she would continue to stay up until at least midnight while mocking me for going to bed early. She told me over and over again that life is better after dark, that there are any number of things to do. Going to bed is for losers, that's what she told me.

Not anymore so it seems, or perhaps she has joined the rest of us losers (read: civilized society) in going to bed at a decent hour. These days our Janna begins yawning at 7 and starts staring at the clock come 8, if she isn't in bed before 10 she starts going mad. That's PM for those of you of military persuasion. All of this from the girl who said she would never go to bed early, the one who fretted about me going to bed so early, the one who was told she wouldn't be required to retire at the same time that I do. After six months my sleepy time gal is in bed before I am, so much for retiring at midnight eh?