But last night, we got a little surprise drama that we didn't expect.
We had just put our four year old son in bed and were about to breath a sigh of relief when we heard that dreaded door open and those little footsteps coming towards our room.
"I can't sleep!"
"Go back to bed." Take son to bed, put him in, kiss him goodnight.
Five minutes later. Door, footsteps, "I can't sleep!" Take him to bed, kiss him goodnight.
Another five minutes, same thing. "I can't sleep!"
"This is the last time I'm telling you, go back to sleep!"
"But I can't sleep!"
Then I thought I would try something new.
"You know what, you say you can't sleep but if you listen to your body carefully you'll hear that your body is telling you that it's tired. Like right now, you see how you keep yawning? That's your body telling you that you want to sleep! You need to listen to your body. Now, go back to bed."
He looked at me for a few minutes and thought about what I said. Then he turned around and went back to his room.
I'm so clever I thought to myself. I reasoned him back to bed! Yeah for me.
But five minutes later, we heard the familiar sounds again- door, footsteps, and then:
"Mommy, my body is telling me that I need to sleep in your bed for a little bit!"
"What? I told you not to come out here again?"
"But you told me to listen to my body and my body is telling me that I need to sleep in your bed for a little bit!"
"GO BACK TO BED!"
Then my son starts crying and saying the following repeatedly,
"but...my...body...is...telliinnng...me...(sniff sniff) that...I.need to sleep in your bed for a little (loud crying with lots of tears for the finally!) BIT!!!"
I start laughing hysterically. I can't stop. I'm shaking I'm laughing so hard. I lift him up and carry him back to his bed all the while still laughing (as he's crying and telling me about his body's need to sleep in our bed).
I kiss him goodnight.
That's the last we hear from him until morning.
I guess his body didn't need to sleep in our bed after all!