Tonight, out of spite, I sent Jason on a wild goose hunt for an invisible telescope.
Avery has a very rigid bedtime routine- and I mean VERY rigid. Im talking every blanket has to be facing the right way, ONLY the blue light on, fan set to the second setting, socks on each foot and hand, the two special books on the right side of her body, chakras and moons or whatever must be aligned- the list goes on. There will be NO sleeping until everything is to Avery's standards.
That being said, Jason does her bedtime routine every night, while I'm in Oliver's room probably going through the "easier" routine. Generally I try to leave them alone to work through their nightly issues and evil laugh on the inside when Jason has to deal with Avery's rigid shenanigans that I usually have to manage all day. HOWEVER, tonight, Jason was being a giant sass-monster.
So when Avery requested her "telescope" while being tucked in and I recognized the familiar redirection from Jason, I KNEW this was going to be a thing.
Clearly Jason had no idea what she was talking about, so he was trying every tactic possible to get her to move past her missing "telescope." Upon this realization, I really leaned into destructo-mode.
So like any good wife, I loudly said, "Im going to send you on an invisible telescope hunt!"
We locked eyes.
The horror in his.
The mischief in mine.
"NEED THE TELESCOPE!" Came from Avery's room- success, I had re-alerted her to the fact that she would not be able to get a moment of sleep until she secured the telescope.
So now how long do I let him suffer? Because about twenty-three seconds later, I realized that what she was actually talking about DID in fact exist, in the toy closet, but by a different name.
..... stethoscope. She was looking for her stethoscope. Do I give in? Let him continue with his evening?
NEVER- The invisible telescope hunt was on.
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