We got home late from dinner last night, so Henry didn't get ready for bed until around 8:45 last night. I figured he would sort of melt into my arms while I read some books. Instead, he told me, "I need water, " and I said, "OK, I'll get you some water." (He has a cup of water with him every night.) I picked up reading where I left off, but Henry squirmed his way out of my lap and onto the chair beside me and said, "I'll sit here while you go get my water."
Today, Henry emptied out his supply of nighttime diapers out of the top drawer of his dresser, and Daddy informed him that he needed to pick them up and put them back, Henry said, "OK. I'll do your job."
No comments:
Post a Comment