I was making banana bread (is it just me or am I’m always making banana bread?) and Caleb comes out of his room about 3 minutes after being put down for a nap. He’s rubbing his head and
he says “Owwwww…. I hurt my head.”
Me “What? How did you hurt your head? You’re supposed to be sleeping.”
C “I was jumping on my dinosaur and hit my head.” (he has a bunk bed)
Me “Well, that’s what kind of thing happens when you don’t listen. Go to bed.”
This is one of those times that I’m trying to be stern, but inside I’m laughing.