8:30 and all is quiet...

ALL of my boys are in bed. I came home and found poor Brew gripy as all get out. He felt a little warm - I think it's teething - so I gave him some Tylenol and a cold bottle and he passed right out. Within an hour, Bonham followed suit. Poor Jon has been on call for the past week for work and was practically falling asleep in his dinner, so he went on to bed after he ate, too. I'm noticing a trend, I am afraid...