Today I picked B2 up from the babysitter's house. He proceeded to tell me all the fun things he did, including going to preschool, and then having lunch, and then playing toys. He ended his long, tiring day when he "went down and took a snooze."
Then, tonight, B2 was about ready to go to bed (rather, it was his bedtime). I asked if he wanted to stay up and play with toys, or if he wanted me to give him tuck-ins. He thought for a moment, and then said, in a very serious, grown-up tone, "Tuck-ins. I'm not going to play with toys tonight."
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