Revenge.

It's gotten to the point where I lay awake in the morning waiting for the boys to wake up. I'm going to wait a couple more years until they really love their sleep and I'm going to start going into their room at 7 AM telling them I'm hungry, or that I had a nightmare. Or ask how a can opener works or tell them Matt kicked me and he needs to be in trouble now. I might yell the spongebob theme song at the top of my lungs or turn the TV up on the highest volume. The point is, I'm planning my revenge for all these years and its going to be AWESOME!