I spot Super Wy peeking from the hallway. His cute curly hair mussed up on his head, his blue eyes pensively watching me.
"It's time for bed, Sweetie."
"My room dark and not nice," he says very quietly.
"Not nice, huh? Why is it not nice?"
He points and gestures in an almost politician style and makes his case. "It really dark, with monsters under the bed...and in the closet. They no afraid of the tv. Holy Terror is sleepin'..."
He darts a look back towards his room, then to Drama Queen's door. I can almost see the light blub spark above his head.
"Drama Queen's room is very nice. Monster don't go there. And her bed comfy. And she loves me." He looks at me with that Hubby smile he inherited, his eyes twinkling just like his dad's. "She not sleepin'."
I laugh. I know I can't resist him. He knows I can't resist him. "Okay...go lay with your sister. Love you, Honey."
He tossin' in his infamous cupid smile and then heads towards Drama Queen's room. "Kay. Luv you."
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