Kate sometimes has trouble going to sleep, so I was annoyed but not surprised when I made my second trek up the stairs this evening. As I open the door I hear, "Pot roast, broccoli, carrots, peas, beans..."
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm hungry. I want dinner."
I assured her we'd already eaten dinner, she cried in protest as I tucked her in.
Justin finally had to go up. She told him she wasn't hungry anymore, but she still couldn't sleep.
She's still up there talking to herself, but at least I don't have to figure out how to make pot roast at 8:30 pm.
1 comment:
kids are so funny, aren't they?
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