Steven-ism #12

It snowed most of the day Tuesday. At one point, I looked out and noticed these humongous snowflakes coming down really fast. I told Steven to look out the patio door and, with a big gasp of excitement he said, "It's a snowman carnival!"


Last night as I put Steven to bed, he told me with great enthusiasm that he'd like to redo his room. "We should make my room into a lab so I can make ninjas and we can fight them!"

I reminded him that it was bed time and told him that he needed to tell his brain that it was time to calm down and go to sleep. He shook his head from side to side and said, "But sometimes my brain just kicks me from the inside and it won't let me go to sleep." How can you argue with that?

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