Do you do the night time dance?
The nightly dance with your children. The tug of war of bedtime.
In some ways, it was easier when they were babies, when they couldn't talk back to you or debate the merits of staying up past their bedtime.
Now they can talk and think, and the combination of the two produces some interesting exchanges. The creative excuses to stay up a little longer both make me laugh and drive me crazy. The eternal thirst of these little ones, "I need some waaaater mommy!" How much water could their little tummies possibly hold?
You finally finish the umpteenth book or song and you're just about to cross the bedroom threshold to glorious freedom when you hear your child's sweet (whining) voice, "mommmmmeeeee, one more book (or song, or I need water, or I need the lights on, or I need to tell you something, or I want daddy...)."
Suddenly they want to discuss the world's mysteries with you and you're torn between listening to your child's creative delay tactics and saying goodnight and closing the door behind you.
I listen when I'm feeling patient and easy and close the door when I am in the rules-are-rules frame of mind.
How about you?