I first realized how thing were going to go when Connor was about 2y6m. I was telling him it was time for bed and he was responding "No Mommy. Night-night pretty soon." (his favorite phrase at the time). Getting frustrated, I told him "No, it's night-night now. Look, it's dark outside." Connor proceeded to climb onto the couch, pull the curtains and look outside- back and forth, up and down. He turned around to me a pronouces quite adamently "It's not dark, Mommy". Now I was getting upset with him and told him sternly "It is too dark ouside and you are going to bed." Connor turned around, looked out past the curtains again- up, down, left, right- turned back around to me and asks as confident as can be "How 'bout moon, Mommy?" Confused, I looked out the window and realized that there was actually a full moon that night and it really WASN'T all that dark.
It sucks to get beaten by a two year old!!! ;-)
