It's all about this pigeon that tries to finagle a later bedtime. He doesn't succeed but, boy, does he work it. It's hilarious for adults and, we're finding, quite influential on the two-year-old wheedling process. For example, this evening:
I tuck Ari into bed and as I walk out the door...
Ari: Wait, Mom. Wait, wait.
Me: Yes, Ari?
Ari: Um, um, um, um, um, um. Choo choo book.
Me: Yes, we'll read it together in the morning.
Ari: Wait. No. Choo choo book here. (pointing at the mattress next to him)
Me: Okay. (retrieving the choo choo book from the bookcase)
Ari: No. Wait. Not that.
Me: You want the Toby book?
Ari: Yes.
I swap out the choo choo book for the Toby book.
Ari: Wait. Wait. No, not that.
Me: (with growing fatigue) Ari, I'm going to give you one more book and that's the end of it.
Ari: (quite cheerfully) Okay!
I add one more train book to the crib, say good night and begin to walk out the door.
Ari: Wait, wait. Wait, Mom.
Me: Yes, Love?
Ari: Um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um. Sixteen.
Me: Sixteen?
Ari: Yes!
Me: Sixteen, huh? Okay, I'll see you in the morning. I love you.
I close the door to the muffled sounds of more random numbers.
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