Bed time is always an... exciting time at the Burnett house. You never know what is going to be said or done or promised in an attempt to get both kids to sleep at a decent hour. It usually ends with multiple trips made to Ben's room for covers, prayers, watching out for elephants... you name it. Occasionally prayers bring fun conversations. Since Ben has been struggling with a fear of elephants - thank you Baby Noah - we have to make sure all windows are shut and other such things. One night he wanted to pray for Grammy (my mom). He said, "Is Grammy sick?" I said, "nope, but you can pray for her anyway." He looked at me with extreme concern and asked "Does she have elephants at her window?"
There are times when one or both of us fight against "Mel Gibson rage" (a term coined by my friend Sam). Tonight Jeremy went running to a yelling Ben. Ben said, "She's tackling me, she's tackling me." The she in this quote refers to his baby that sleeps with him.
At the risk of digressing, Ben has a baby doll because at the time we found out that we were pregnant with Hadley, he was in the habit of body slamming all stuffed animals and baby dolls. We thought that if he had a "baby" of his own he would learn to be gentle.
Anyway, his baby was "tackling him."
Jeremy's response: "She's fake. Tell her no."