It was poker night tonight, and so the kids and I were once again left to our own devices for the evening. Ben and Clara and I were hanging out in the living room doing quiet activities as bedtime was approaching.
Ben- "Can we do puzzles, Mama?"
Me- "Sure Ben, after Clara goes to sleep. We can't do puzzles with Clara."
Ben- "I think Cwara's ready for night-night."
Me- "No Ben, not yet. Soon."
A few minutes pass by and Ben is getting restless.
Ben- "Mama, Cwara's ready for night-night."
Me- "No Ben, she's not ready yet. Look (I point at her playing happily with her toys) she's still playing nicely."
Ben gets up and goes over to Clara, grabs both of her chubby arms in his hands and squeezes hard. Clara starts to scream. Ben runs back to my side
Ben- "See Mama. She's tired. She's ready for night-night."