Bedtime at the Smith house

Last night as I was sick and trying to get caught up on everything. Jimmy had taken the kids to a friends house for dinner (thank goodness, I didn't have to cook again) He doesn't get home till after 8 and he was suppose to take do some things for our client. Well, he doesn't leave till around 8:30 and I was just finishing up the dishes. So, after taking a potty break, I have to get the kids in bed. I start w/the girls and help them brush their teeth and they have to wash hands, arms and face because they have been playing in dirt, or something like it. They are both already crying and are fighting me on everthing I am asking them to do. So to top it all off I want them to go pee before they get in bed. This brings on a fresh rush of tears and pushes me right over the edge. (bad mama, bad mama) Hunter comes running in the bathroom as I am leaving and tries to stop me from going to bed. It's past 9 by now and I am sick and tired and need rest. Then I am yelling as Sophia to stop crying, which only makes her cry harder. Hunter is crying now and he ends up calling Jimmy to come home and help. Oh, what a night.