I just went in to turn off the kids’ lights.  Normally I get whines and “please can we read a little more?”  Tonight:

Me (in announcer’s voice): I am here to turn off your lights!

[silence]

Me:  such excitement to see me.  [click]

C:  Mom? will you hand me the bag (ouch!) of rubber bands on my dresser?  [the ouch from her hip as she reaches over.  maybe she is over doing it.]

L:  Mom? can I hold your hand?

[I go back toward his bed, hold his hand and give it a kiss.  Fully (and cynically) expecting him to grab it and hold on as a delay going to bed tactic.]

L [sleepy sweet voice]: Thanks.  I don’t know why, I just felt like holding your hand.