Good night, John Boy

Little Brother and Adventure Boy have been playing hard, outside, for about the past hour. They just came in and announced, "We're tired." Adventure Boy flopped down on a beanbag chair.

I teased, "I guess it's naptime then. Goodnight, guys!"

Surprisingly they went along with that idea, bragging about their comfy spots to sleep. Then it was all about the goodnights.

Little Brother has always sleepily said, "You're my buddy" to us when he says goodnight. So when Adventure Boy said goodnight to him, he said, "You're my buddy" back.

"You're my brother," Adventure Boy replied.

"You're my godbrother," Little Brother continued.

Then the two buddies/brothers/godbrothers popped up and got busy playing again.