When Thing 1 and Thing 2 are in hyper-mode, like after they’ve had a bowl of ice cream and we’re trying to get them to bed, it’s near impossible to calm them down. Sometimes, I play a game where I tell them to give me their “sillies”, and I pretend to put them in my pocket. I tell them I’ll give them back once they get into bed. Believe it or not, it sometimes works. Tonight, I had this exchange with Thing 2
Me: Give me your sillies
Thing 2: No!! (runs out of room with shirt on head)
Me: Ok, I’m taking them (I pretend to swallow them)
At this point, he breaks into hysterics, wailing that he wants his sillies back. He thought I really swallowed them, and he couldn’t be silly anymore. I couldn’t help but laugh. I guess whatever daddy says is believable at this age. I can’t wait to see what happens when I tell him about the boogie man under his bed!