Bedtime

Tonight we played Milo as mommy and mommy and daddy as baby. Milo read to us. Ordered us around ("Mommy, you read the book to yourself. Eyes closed mommy!") told us he was going downstairs to make dinner. He thought it was hilarious to find a copy of Green Eggs and Ham in daddy's night stand, "This is a comic. It's an adult book daddy." He tucked us in and answered our demands (new blankie, more books, no books, wrong blankie) and was very happy to let us sleep and him go downstairs and play. He only got upset when he realized in reality HE was the one going to sleep.