Tonight William lost 15 minutes of evening play time because he was naughty at the vet's office. So we're going to bed and he says "we didn't even have any time to play because you were washing the dishes".
I explained that everybody who eats also washes dishes, and the he could have helped me so that it would take less time.
He replied "But I want to be a boxer when I grow up, not a guy that washes dishes!".
So now he's successfully stalled bedtime and having a "bedtime snack" in the kitchen, which will inevitably lead to stalling at teeth brushing time, stalling a book selection time, stalling at book reading time. So much for going to bed early...
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