My son is growing up. Usually, when I put my son to bed, we read a story or two, sing some songs, then kiss good night. But one night last week, he didn't want to do any of that. He wanted to hop straight into bed, and then invited me to lie ...
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My son is growing up. Usually, when I put my son to bed, we read a story or two, sing some songs, then kiss good night. But one night last week, he didn't want to do any of that. He wanted to hop straight into bed, and then invited me to lie ...