I finally decided to send my little monster boy to bed. He fussed a little then gave in. Only thing, he wouldn’t hop into bed. Kept calling for Mo-Mo (aka his giant Elmo).
Fine, I told him. Get Mo-Mo.
My son heads to his closet and tugs Elmo out by the foot. So adorable, I’m thinking. He wants to sleep with a stuffed animal. Except, my son keeps walking… right past his bed with Elmo bouncing along and into the hallway. My little one swings his arm back and lets Elmo fly before retuning and hopping into bed.
I guess, when it’s time for bed, no monsters are allowed in the closet… not even Elmo.