The kids were in bed, I hear Reilly and Kate talking and discussing passing things from the top bunk to the bottom bunk. I was only half paying attention when Reilly walked into the doorway and got startled. He was startled to see me sitting in the office just a few feet away, he then said:

“Mom…Kate keeps telling me to get out of bed so I get in trouble”

Ahhh… okay, get back in bed, you’re in trouble.

“But, Mom, why am I in trouble?”

I recognized that this wasn’t a conversation I really wanted to have, it clearly would have no outcome. It was destined to be a circle of remarks that would lead us no where. So… I wrapped it up by saying “okay, but can you please go to bed, it’s late.”