A couple of nights ago, while getting my daughter into her bed, she...
didn't really like it.
I know, it's a surprise, right?
She tried all the excuses, but we stood our ground and kissed her goodnight. On nights when she goes to bed on time, it seems that she goes to bed very well. On nights where she's worn out and up later, those seem to be the nights with a little more, shall I say, trouble.
After about ten minutes, we heard a pitter-patter down the hall, and slowly our door began to open. Aliyah stepped just inside our room and with a shy smile, announced, "I've changed my attitude. Love you, goodnight."
With that, she was gone and back into bed.
We both looked at each other, astonished, and proud. Sometimes our three-year-old leaves us speechless.