Tonight, Rob and Quinn were over to help get rid of the rest of the holiday chocolate. 3 pounds down, 4 to go! Of course the children didn't want to go to bed, and Sebastian especially does not believe anyone should stay up later than he does. And when I say "anyone", I mean he actually suggested that Jeremy drive him around so he could tell everyone in the world that they, too, must go to bed at 7:30.
So it was no surprise when 10 minutes after kisses and lights out Sebastian appeared at the door. "Dorian needs Mama!"
I go in there to see what's up.
"I tried to give Dorian a kiss, but he won't let me. He just wants you. What does he like about you so much, anyway?"
Wow. Good question.
"Well, do you like me?"
"Yeah."
"It's probably for pretty much the same reasons."
"Oh."
So I explain that it's pretty frustrating for him that Dorian wasn't accepting his offer of help, which was very nice of him, blah blah blah... He gets back in bed.
"Okay, Dorian, one last kiss and then you need to go to sleep."
Kiss.
"No! Right here!" [points to my upper lip]
I kiss his upper lip.
"No! Right here!" [points to my upper lip again]
I try again. He screams No! while jabbing me in the face.
"Do you want me to kiss my upper lip?"
"Yes."
Picture me with my lower lip over my upper lip making kissing noises.
"No! Higher!"
I really should be getting paid for this job.
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Sitting here giggling hysterically at the image.
what do you mean "rob and quinn were over."? that wasn't part of the agreement. :)
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