Every night Ben brings out the same excuses when bedtime rolls around. We have our little routine and then he's supposed to go to sleep. But here's what happens in the interim... I'm thirsty, I'm hungry, you forgot to give me a kiss and a love, cover me, don't go downstairs, I want you to go to bed, turn the hall light on, on and on and on. He's relentless!
The little one goes down with minimal complaints, as long as he has a full tummy and is swaddled just right.
Ben's quote of the day: "I can't pull my eye out of my head, huh?" (As I was trying to figure out why in the world he would say such a thing he explained himself.) "But if I was a potato I could" Ahh..Mr potato head.
I cannot get enough of sleeping baby pictures. So sweet!
ReplyDeleteI can relate to the bedtime excuses. It's always somet'in'.