Every night before Oliver goes to bed, we say "One more minute until bedtime, Bud." And then he whines, and says "But but but but I just want to play toys for one minute!" And then we agree to his conditions that literally don't change the situation at all. He goes to the toy box and picks something to play with, and picks someone to play it with him. Last night he grabbed a toy electric guitar and starting plucking away, reciting his own lyrics loudly around the living room. I put on some soundtrack music from How To Train Your Dragon and started playing Rock Star too. The key line in the song he wrote was repeated over and over, and went, "Dragons don't eat people, no, dragons don't eat people..." Deep, man. Deep.
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