I may have mentioned a new nightly ritual that takes place at our house, every night.
Kyle tucks us into bed. Often we are all headed to bed at the same time, but even when he is already in bed, he waits until we are then he comes in to 'tuck' us in.
Last night started with the usual belly flop onto the bed and Tim giving Kyle his wild bucking bronco ride. Then they started pestering me!
I started to take pictures...
We were laughing so hard that Sarah heard and couldn't resist coming to join in..
That's when I wisely got out of the bed
The object became to get Tim out of the bed also...
I always ask why this has to happen at BEDTIME but it's become a ritual between them, and I wouldn't change it for anything!