Tonight, Harry is crying. After doing some games with me, he was expecting to read a book with Mom but it is already way past his bedtime. So the light is turned off and Harry is not happy about it.
I put my rescue mission hat on and I decide to lie down next to him in the dark and tell him a story. We used to do that together a lot when he was younger. I start the story and ask him to fill up the blanks. Tonight it is the story of...
a little girl. Her name is ....
Charlotte... She is going on a train trip, the train is...
pink . The story goes on for few minutes. I am trying to end it with the train going back to the station but Harry wants more. I tell him the story will end tomorrow then. He is not happy about my answer. What was suppose to be a relaxing time in the dark turns into a procrastinating session. I leave the room and call Julie to the rescue.
Bottom line: a rescue mission that needed another rescue mission to seal the deal.