I could envision where this was headed right off. Nathan, my son, and Liberty, my girl, were both in moms face about crashing with us tonight, and there was only room for one of them. As a matter of principle, we didn’t like either one of them to sleep with us on a regular schedule, and in this instance, we were trying to practice what we taught.

Nate, who was six now, had eventually got to the point where he was not running to our room on a weekly time frame. Liberty, on the other hand, who was just becoming four was having a authentic troubling time not crawling in bed with us every time. Now , don’t misunderstand me, I passionately care for my little ones, but I had real convictions about what you teach your little ones when you let them sleep with you after a particular age and both of them where already past that age. And as petty as it sounds, we had also just bought a ninety dollar discount duvet cover.

Now, hind sight being twenty-twenty, we could have waited a few more years to spend that much money on a king size duvet cover. However, in my defense, it was Sherry that consisted we “needed” one. Well, what can you do, sometimes you have to pick your battles carefully to win the war. Anyway, back to our timely dilemma. Nathan, come down and listen to me son. Your a big boy now, and your sister needs you to show her you love her, by letting her sleep with us tonight. Ok. Now tell your sister you love her and lets all go to sleep. It brings tears to my face to see these moments, really.

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