little dude. big trouble.

An hour passed his bedtime and sleepless, Ren hops out of bed and heads straight for me. “Dude, you are not in bed. This was not our deal.” I let him stay up a few minutes later and watch Clone Wars in exchange for him staying in bed all night. He puts his hands up and says, “Whoa, whoa, whoa, Mommy. I did not come out here to be judged. I came to give you a hug.”