Tonight...

...Trek ran around in a cape and sunglasses with a plastic golf club handle pretending to be a superhero. His arms were above his head, slobber was spewing from his mouth as he made swishing sounds, and his little feet carried him valiantly around our house. Bed time came and I watched his heart break as Gary kindly disrobed him of his costume. Then I proposed a deal! We would hide his superhero wardrobe! We would leave it there until the morning when he could take on the world again. He accepted with one small condition... He would have to sleep with his gear. I accepted, tucked him in and silently waited. A while later I found my fierce and determined baby fast asleep in a corner of our living room... dreaming about superhero's I'm sure.

(If only every bedtime went this smoothly)