The boys have been real bears about going to bed this week. Even more so than normal.
Zander got up about 3 times after we put him to bed, and after the last time I said, “I don’t want to hear a sound coming from your room. Wait. I want to hear ONE sound: Snoring. Real, honest to goodness snoring. No faking.”
He paused for a second and then said, “Why real snoring? We can go to sleep without any noise. We’re not old. We don’t snore.”
Guess that means Daddy’s old! ;0)