Worst Part of the Day - It seems to be getting more and more difficult to get Wes into bed at night. This evening I said "you get back into bed" (after the third time of coming back upstairs). And he just looked at me and said "no." And it kind of stopped me in my tracks - because he's made excuses before or just stood there. But usually he has a little bit of fear in him regarding me coming back up those stairs. This was no fear and teenage-like (whatta you gonna do about it, huh?) I just put him back in bed with some books and left him and 10 minutes later he was asnoozin'. Oh lawdy - that child.
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