William and I alternate nights for taking the boys to sleep. William is much faster than I am, but I get better snuggles. Recently, Nicholas was really tired and wanted Tobin to go to sleep (like, Daddy fast), and he didn’t think I was doing a great job getting T to be quiet. And so, the following conversation took place:
Nicholas: Mommy, Tobin really needs to go to sleep.
Me: I know, babe, but he’s not settling down very quickly, is he?
N: Mom. You have to be like Dad, and get physical with Tobin. Wait. Not physical. FIRM! You have to be firm with Tobin.
Me: <relieved that William isn’t getting physical with the boys to get them to sleep and trying not to laugh at N’s tone> What do you mean “firm”?
N: Well, your voice has to be sort of mad. Like you’re about to yell, but not quite. You know, firm.
Me: Right, got it.
<a few minutes later…after T won’t lay back down…>
N: Mom. Firm.
Me: Nicholas, my love, let Mommy be the Mommy. You just roll over and got to sleep.
N: <sounding very disappointed> Okay. But I’ve told you how to get him to sleep.