Yesterday morning, I woke up to the sounds of already perky children. With the change in season, and the skies obligingly getting dark at a reasonable hour (hasta la vista, Summer!) we've been inching the kids' bedtime back towards 8 pm. So far, so good. They've gone to bed by 8:30 every night for a week. If I keep this up, I figure by December I'll have them in bed right after school.

While I steered myself down the hallway towards the coffee pot, the kids cranked up the electronic keyboard and began to randomly select songs for it to play. After a few hilariously over the top arrangements of the Sugar Plum Fairy song and Yankee Doodle, they landed on a Ricky Martin favorite - La Vida Loca.

All three kids danced and danced through two play-throughs, and then the older two wandered off. My five-year-old, however, continued to dance and sing. She's living Lavina Yoka, baby.

And therefore, we all are. Join us?