Bedtime for Boo-ga-loo's

Going to college at BYU-Idaho ensures you have church leaders encouraging habits like apartment prayers. In every place I lived, we were never any good at apartment prayers. It always dissolved into laughter if we ever managed to remember in the first place. Great idea, lousy follow through.

The one thing I do remember about collegiate bedtime was late night talks, cold cereal always, mattresses pulled into the living room, going through each closet one-by-one until every last roommate found that perfect outfit for the boy in art history class... But more often than any habit of prayers or cereal or clothes, the time to slumber was announced with; "bedtime for Boo-ga-loo's!" 

Melissa Pelfrey's mother was a wise woman who kept her girls respectable by telling them when they looked like "little floozy's" and always putting the babes to bed with talk of boo-ga-loo's. Thank goodness Melissa passed the wisdom to her roommates, and if we're being honest, their posterity by association. 

All this talk of bedtime... I hope I don't jinx it, but someones little boo-ga-loo burrito has been sleeping through the night!