Just when I thought my kids couldn't come up with any more unbelievable, yet creative excuses to avoid bedtime, they still surprise me.
Here are a few I've jotted down in the last month...
The earth is spinning too fast and it's making me dizzy.
I feel like I might puke up my entire skeleton.
I keep having nightmares that our grass is dead.
What if I wake up and my eyeballs are gone?
The moon is being too loud.
I'm afraid of peeing in my bed and Batman doesn't like kids who pee in their beds.
I want to dream about Justin Bieber but I always just end up dreaming about worms crawling inside apples.
I can't sleep because our room is the wrong color.
I don't want my arms to grow too long while I sleep.
Where is the sun right at this very minute? What if it forgets to come back?
Does God ever sleep? Who answers everyone's prayers if He sleeps?
Why do they say to count sheep if you can't fall asleep? I'd rather count jellybeans or graham crackers.
What happens to our spit when we sleep? I don't want my stomach to explode.
I think I hear birds chirping outside our window, probably because our clocks are wrong and it's really morning and not night time.
And my personal favorite (when Cole refused to eat dinner one night):
Cole: My tummy hurts. I'm probably gonna die because I didn't eat dinner.
Landon: You won't die.
Bella: Yeah, you're not gonna die.
Cole: How do you know?
Bella: Because Mommy always says there's starving kids in Africa and they're not dead, just hungry.
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