Bedtime Helper

The night we had friends from Seattle U over for a "down home country" meal, Monica asked if she could get Jack into his pajamas (instead of us) at bedtime. Since we were in the middle of entertaining, I said sure and the two disappeared down the hall. About 15 minutes later I went to use the restroom and found Jack's door closed and Monica sitting on the floor of her room reading. "Where's Jack?" I asked.

Monica: "I put him to bed!"

Keep in mind that it was 6:15 in the evening. I opened Jack's door and there he was lying quietly but awake in the darkness. "Jack do you want to stay in bed or get up and play for a little bit?"

"Get up and play."

Monica had not only gotten him dressed, she brushed his teeth, read him a story, sang "Taps" (the camp song we sing to them every night), and put him to bed. Too funny!

We thanked Monica for being such a good big sister and since then she has offered to tuck him several other times.