Trickster

5/17/11

Putting John to bed tonight went something like this:

Me:  Okay John, climb into bed.
John:  I need my Star Wars sleeping bag.
Me: Okay....

I get the bag and put it on the bed.  He immediately slides in...and keeps sliding.  All the way to the bottom.

Me: Okay John, time to stop being silly.  Come up and get comfy.
John:  I need some water.

I get some water.  He drinks.

Me:  Okay, John.  Snuggle down.
John *whining*:  I'm sick from all the water!  I need medicine.
Me:  No, you don't.  Go to sleep or I'm going to leave the room.

This settles him down...somewhat.  A few minutes later...

Me:  Okay buddy.  I'm going to go downstairs.  Give me my kiss and hug.

I get my kiss and hug.  Then I notice he's smirking.

Me:  What are you laughing at?
John:  You, mommy!!
Me:  Go to sleep John.  Night night.  I'll be back.  (The nightly promise that I'll check on him later.)

2 minutes after going downstairs.  Thump.  Thump.  Thump.  I meet him on the fourth step down and give him "the look".

John:  I'm scared!

One look at his face tells me he's full of it.  He starts out with a pitiful "I'm scared of the dark" look on his face, the next second he's smirking again.  We go back upstairs.  Get back into bed.  And I get told:

"I tricked you, Mommy!"  Yes, my child is now faking being scared of the dark as an excuse not to go to bed. :/