My house at bedtime:
Me: Ok, let me tuck you in. Get Ian (*the Tiger*) next to you.
Clownfish: No, Mommy Ian doesn't want any blankets.
Me: Ummm, ok (*this being a change from the usual*) Why?
Clownfish: Because tigers have fur. They don't need blankets.
Next thing you know, I am going to have to make the Tiger special lunches and watch out for slightly twisted snow sculptures on the lawn (his oeuvre was monochromatic).
My kid is turning into Calvin.
This is so cute. My son can't speak yet, but at bedtime we are not allowed to deviate from the routine at all: Thomas the Tank video, bottle , sing a song and then lights out. Oh, and I am not allowed to wear hats or my glassed for some reason. If I do he just points and says OFF! OFF!
ReplyDeleteJust don't let the tiger cut your kid's hair and then draw it back in with a yellow marker. Other than that, you'll be ok.
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