Tonight’s bedtime story went as follows. We asked the girls to read their “potty book”, which is the night time closer before lights out. The book is from the beloved Llama Llama series and only briefly mentions potty training activities but the nickname stuck. The girls (and parents) have the entire thing memorized and we let them “read to us.”
Everyone enthusiastically (and very loudly) hollered every page and this is how it went.
(All three, not in unison but somewhat close)
Dinners over! Tuuuummmy fed. Llama llama, time for bed.
Time to brush, and fill the tub. Time to splish and splash and scrub.
(Momentum is gaining and everyone is yelling it!)
Pjs on, then potty time. Choose a book with a silly rhyme. (Reagan says that last phrase super quick)
Then Harper breaks free from the group with:
Snuggle in…TURN OUT THE FUCKING LIGHT.
And all three in unison finish with:
Llama llama, Nighty night!
I’m pretty sure that’s not quite the wording written on the pages…
But who can argue that’s pure entertainment. Raising kids can be hilarious.
And we are working on cleaning up this newfound toddler vocabulary they’re picking up….