When did I lose control of my life?

I believe it was about 11:00p.m last night when I really started to ask myself that question. After countless times of saying "You better not get up again" and "stop talking now" to my children who apparently think that summer break means that nobody requires sleep anymore, i hear a blood curdling scream and pounding and crying coming from my boys room. I jumped to my tired feet and ran into their room to find them franically hitting the hamster cage and crying "Jonnies hamster is trying to kill Bens hamster" (Yes in case that was a detail that I forgot to mention we now have three hamsters. THat is just one more of the reasons that led me to question my present sanity.) As I was trying to seperate two little rats who apparently have grown vicious in a matter of hours and I was trying to find a makeshift cage for the instigator of the rumble I began to ask myself the question "when did I lose control of my life" I finished up about 11:30p.m when I finally found a hamster ball without a lid that I wedged in a corner so it couldnt roll and after placing bedding for the little monster in it realized that it could lift the ball up over its head and escape. Now this did not seem like a bad idea to me because for those of you that know me know that I really do not like hamster,fish,snakes,turtles,and really any other kind of animal that people bring inside and call a pet. However since these are my kids beloved pets I realized I had to do something. The only thing in the room that seemed remotely heavy enough to keep the ball from rolling was Jonnies Bible. Wow! I guess the Bible saved the night for me! I mean I was so happy that God had chosen to say so much to us in his great book because it made it really heavy...heavy enough to keep one little rat inside a clear rolling ball for 7 hours straight so I could get some much needed rest. For those of you who think this is sacreligious you really should keep that opinion to yourself until you have been on your hands and knees at 11:30 p.m looking for a hamster ball lid. I know the Bible is good for sooo much more than that but last night that is what I was grateful for. I fell into bed exhausted and just started laughing and really asked myself "When did I lose control of my life?"
However today Jonnie and Sterling( our adopted son from down the street) painted these pictures for me.