Mamma came downstairs at 8:10 and I realized that I hadn't said "goodnight" and "I love you" to the Boy. I started upstairs despite Mamma's warning that he might already be asleep. As I cautiously approached the door, I heard a little whispered, "...dadda...!" and I come into the room to give him a hug and a kiss. Our conversation is in whispers.
Boy: Why did you come up, Dadda?
Me: To say goodnight and I love you.
Boy: aahhhhh!
Me: You were so good last night, a really big boy sleeping in your own bed, you try to stay in your own bed again tonight again, okay? Daddy is so proud of you when you can do big-boy things like that.
Boy: Okay. I'll try.
Me: Okay. Goodnight sweetheart. I love you so much.
Boy: Can you go brush your teeth now?
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