Wednesday night, Xander was tired. I didn’t plan on going for our typical after bath walk. But he said, “Pweese. I want to go for a walk” and so we did. Then the bell rang, indicating it was time for everyone to head up to the dance party. So I said, “ok, time to go to bed.”
Xander looked at me very seriously, held up one finger and said, “One song”. He’s quite the negotiator.
And so off he and Katie went. These are the photos.
When they returned (I gave him a 7:30 curfew), he was bouncing with joy.
