Bedtime
Archer: Mommy! MOMMY! Mommy! I'm awake (2 minutes after he's been tucked in)
Me: What is it buddy?
Archer: I'm sad. I'm really sad. Will you say a prayer with me so I won't be sad?
Me: Sure, buddy. Why are you sad?
Archer: Because I'm scared of the Big Bad Wolf. (Archer has a love/hate relationship with the Big Bad Wolf - it's all about the Big Bad Wolf all the time around here)
Me: Okay, let's pray so you won't be sad and scared.
We say the prayer - and he's off to sleep.
Dinnertime
Archer takes a bite of a new food.
Archer: The Big Bad Wolf doesn't like this...
Pause to spit out food
Archer: and I'm the Big Bad Wolf.
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