You know, the age when your child finds every excuse in the book to make in order to not go to bed. Ya, Tate is at that age. And he's desperate for any excuse.
It started out with, "I want water."
Then, "I want a tiss (kiss)".
Shortly thereafter, "I want you to lay with me."
Tonight, he started screaming bloody murder, "DADDYYYYYYYYY, DADDYYYYYYYY!"
Sean went in there and Tate said, "My foot hurts".
Sean says, "um, okay. Go to sleep."
Tate says, "otay."
He is such a stinker!
1 comment:
How cute!!
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