Ethan loves books and I love thqt he loves books.  About 1/2 of his Hanukkah presents this year was books from Once Upon a Time bookstore in Montrose, and I’m often embarrassed how quickly we spend enough to get their customer loyalty rewards.

The problem is that Ethan has realized that I will [almost] always read him a book upon request.  (Yes, even Billy Twitters for the 1,000,000th time) - and he uses this to push his bedtime out as late as possible.  He will grab a book from his shelf, hand it to me and crawl under his covers with a big smile on his face.  I read him the book and he jumps out of bed, grabs another book and starts over.

I’ve had to limit him to three or 4 books per night.  It just makes me feel horrible to say no books to him (ever) but I know that he will just not go to sleep otherwise.  Silly little boy