House full of hormones

So I have accepted defeat. I cannot control the amount of emotional drama that goes on in my house. All I can say is my poor boys. So far I have daughter #1 who is sweet, tender, wants to please, and very emotional. Daughter #2 is VERY dramatic, loud, the entertainer. She is definitely in a league(or world) of her own. Daughter #3 we are anxiously waiting to see how she molds into her own personality. She is very sweet, and happy all the time. This is a typical Sunday afternoon. We are listening and dancing to "Best of both worlds" for the 10th time at Taylors request. All I can say is watch out Hanna Montana. Dereck is gone to a meeting(typical) and we are trying to pass time. Or in other words survive until bed time. Dylan trys to act cool, but don't be fooled he his also dancing and singing along. We are raising the roof in the Hope home. But all good things must come to an end. When I say those magic words "time for bed" the volume goes higher, the energy is raised up a notch and I have lost all control. What is it about bed time anyway?? So we all have bedtime routines, well I am pretty strict with bedtime(when you have 4 to put to bed you have to be) but Taylor loves to push me to the limit. She thinks she has to bring everything she owns to bed. After the fighting and negotiating, she goes to bed with 3 books. After I have tucked everyone in and come back to check on Taylor, she has gone into her closet, got dressed up in her sleeping beauty costume and has every single princess she owns stuffed under her covers and is sacked out. Also a very typical night. I often wonder if the Lord is trying to bless me with 3 girls, or punish me for putting my mom through this. Either way at the end of the day, I wouldn't trade them for anything. Dylan on the other hand might. He is my breath of fresh air. (or atleast someone with little emotional baggage)