The other night - all manner of threats had been uttered - & yet we kept seeing little pixie girl's head poke into our room. It was way past her bedtime & she had been tucked in, sent to bed, ordered to bed, asked to leave & begged to retire.
Finally Neil lost it... "PEYTON, IF I SEE YOUR FACE IN HERE AGAIN..."
Tiny bum disappearing down the hallway...
But, not 10 minutes later, we saw that cheshire grin outside our door.
"WHAT??!!" Neil exploded.
"Um, well, Sloanie is reading & it's really hard for me to fall asleep..."
"Well, put a pillow over your face, & try to go to sleep anyway."
"You're lucky you had a reason for coming in here."
"Yea, well - i really just came in here to say hi, but when i saw your face i knew i had to think up something quick."
How quickly they learn...