Last night, we had some friends over when we put Ashlinn to bed, so she was especially unhappy to be leaving the group to go to sleep. After whining and hollering and talking and playing for about a half-hour, she started yelling for a new diaper. So my husband went in to check on her.
"You need a new diaper?" he asked, as he started to unzip her crib tent and get her out.
"No, baby needs a new diaper," she replied.
Yes, that's right. Her baby doll needed a new diaper. See, I told you she was good at coming up with excuses to draw out the bed-time process.
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