The Perfect Procrastinator

I blame myself for underestimating him, but I just didn’t believe that someone so young could be so devious in his efforts to avoid going to bed. This is little Maxime’s bag of tricks to stay up late.... (1) watch Makka Pakka, Upsy Daisy and Iggle Piggle on the TV in the night garden – nothing happens before this is finished, (2) prod his brother and sister to make them cry to distract attention away from himself, (3) quietly hide in his brother and sister’s playpen by slithering under various large toys, (4) insist on speaking to Papy John and Mamy Moiw on Skype, (5) insist on going to his bedroom using his little horse shaped bike (much slower than walking), (6) insist that every single one of his eight favourite soft toys are present in his bed, including of course those that he has hidden around the house, (7) insist that he has a drink of water, and finally (8), insist that both mum and dad sing “bah bah black sheep”, together, and individually, (thankfully for Sandie he makes no stipulation about us singing in tune). It’s funny, but all that seems to be worth it when you hear him say “night-night” in his high pitched little voice; although going forward I think we are going to have to start putting him to bed shortly after he gets up following his afternoon nap.