I need to preface this story by saying I should be finishing my sermon for tomorrow morning. I have a few tweaks to make to it but one of my take away points is that children (and others we overlook) are not a burden to our lives. And so my son helped me take to heart this point tonight as I was putting him to bed. Our oldest son Brighton talks a long time to go to bed...I mean a long time. Every night is another adventure and I'm sure Super Nanny could break him of his tireless habits but we have not been able to.
As it was, I tucked him into bed after he took every last second to go to the bathroom and get a sip of water, then I told him a story.
After this it was back and forth a number of times until I gave him an ultimatum.
I told Brighton, who was sleeping with a stuffed Shamu for comfort, one final time, "If you get out of bed one more time, Shamu is mine and he is going to sleep in the closet."
Brighton replied, "Daddy, you don't sleep in the closet."
Trying not to laugh, I walked out of the room and started writing again.
