I put the boys to bed EARLY tonight because they had been so bad. A few hours after I put them to bed, Zander waddled out into the living room and told me he had a bad dream.
I walked him back to his bed, tucked him back in, and gave him a kiss. I told him “No more bad dreams” and rubbed his head.
He snuggled into his pillow and said, “I’ll try, but I won’t make no promises.”