Dear Little Sophie,
You're getting creative with your excuses for delaying bedtime. Tonight, it was, "I want some edemame, Mommy. I need to eat some edamame beans." You almost had me convinced, until I saw that sly smile of yours start to form at the corner of your mouth. And, by the way, the sweetness of your request for one last goodnight hug and kiss wears thin after the sixth time.
Sweet dreams,
Love,
Mommy
