Eight o'clock rolled around tonight and I started putting the kids to bed. Brady went first, Belle next and finally Bryce. Belle got up minutes later wanting to know if she was going to be able to ride to a friends house after school. As I considered it, I walked to the kitchen for a drink when I felt the urge to sneeze. So I looked towards where the light was supposed to be (you're supposed to look for the light, right?) and finally let out a loud "AAACCCCHHHOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"BLESS YOU!" Brady hollered from the boys room.
"GO TO SLEEP!" was my reply, not angrily but loud enough to be heard. Next time I'll try to sneeze quieter.