what i'd rather be doing...

but won't for a number of reasons--mostly for the sake of the awesome bedtime routine we've worked so hard to re-establish (read: my sanity)

scene: i'm working on reinstalling my computer. shortstack keeps coming in the office, even after i've laid down with him for a bit. not wanting to start the cycle of bad bedtime habits again, i stand my ground and keep taking him back to bed.

me: 'honey, i really would like to lay down and cuddle with you some more, but i need to get my computer up and running again so that i can work tomorrow.'

ss: 'but girls CAN'T work'

'oh, really? why not?'

'because they CAN'T'

'right--but why can't they?'

'because they can't'

[realizing i need to change my approach or this is going to turn into some crazy comedy skit...] 'well, what do girls do if they don't work?'

'they stay & cuddle with their cheeldren ALL DAY'