Last night

Last night Erin and I went out for dinner. My friend from work came round to babysit. She said she'd do for a cheap rate as long as she didn't have to put Aidy to bed and could just watch a movie or surf the internet. As he always goes to bed at 7 and always sleeps very well, never waking up between 7 - 10, that was never going to be a problem.

Or was it? I got a phone call 2 minutes away from the house. "He's awake," she said.

Apparently, he was at the window crying, obviously having heard his loud dad bang his car door shut and drive off down the gravel driveway. But a Green Eggs and Ham and Sneetches book later he was ready to sleep. Sorry Britt.

I say sorry because the reason he hadn't gone to sleep as quickly as usual was probably due to what had happened just before bedtime.

After I changed him into his new diaper and night T-shirt he ran a round a little then into my arms which I then naturally flipped him over onto the bed. He looked at me and simply said, "more-more-gain?" How could I resist? Three times later and he was sufficiently wound up.

We read for quiet time before bed but that didn't seem to work either. He was looking at the Busy Town people and telling me what they were doing. Sometime he'd get it right."Look policeman". Correct. Others not so. When he saw a pig driving a car, "Grandma!" No, Aidy.

When we got to the firefighter page, he looked up at me and in a strange deep monster voice he said, "fire fighter." It tickled me. I was the child this time wanting more. And he complied. We both laughed long and hard for about 5 minutes as he said everything in this new found comedy voice.

Unfortunately, one more book, even Goodnight Moon, wasn't enough to calm him enough for him to be asleep and not notice when I left.

Again, sorry Britt.