When the kids were a bit younger (this seems a funny think to write, but a couple of years when they’re young makes a world of difference) I remember them learning to procrastinate around bedtime.
Back then, then weapons were endless questions while saying good night, extra hugs, whining about this or that, starting a conversation about the next day. I also remember thinking it would be nice when they got older an outgrew that stuff.
Well, here they are, a little older, and they are still procrastinators at bedtime. Except the weapons have changed. Now, they brush their teeth a little longer, they have to put on lotion, they have to put away laundry, they have to pick up dirty laundry, they have to clean up toys, they have to pull out clothes because they hate pulling out clothes in the morning.
Sigh
Maybe when they get a little older…