Tonight about an hour after Connor had been put to bed, we heard footsteps down the hallway and the upstairs gate slam.
“Is that you?”, Jorma yelled from the office. “NO!”, I yelled from the kitchen.
“Yes, it’s me! It’s me! On the stairs!” Connor said from the stairs.
Jorma intercepted him and we did night night kisses again and explained that he should be in the bed.
“I don waaaaaaant to go nite-nite! I want to go to PaaaaPaaaawwww’s! I want. I want. I want a dink of ice wadder!”
And so the bedtime battles begin…
1 comment:
Hahah! "Yes, It's me! It's me!"
Sooo Cute!
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