
So I am going to bed.
I'm feeling kinda how L was feeling here...its 5:00 p.m., I'm making dinner, he's lying at my feet & says:
L: "Mommy, how much longer before dinner?"
Me: "About 10 minutes buddy (have you noticed we call him this A LOT?)"
L: "Okay."
Me: "About 10 minutes buddy (have you noticed we call him this A LOT?)"
L: "Okay."
Moments later, he was asleep on the hard, cold kitchen floor. I get it though. Some days, like today, I could go to sleep on the kitchen floor too.

Goodnight!