Me: (closing yet another chapter on a good book) Alright, then sailor. You all tucked in?
Me: Teeth brushed?
Hank: A long time ago now.
Me: Then I’m off. I love you, see you in the morning.
Hank: You know, sometimes I sleep for 40 minutes?
Me: Um, yes? You sleep 10 hours a night so you sleep for 40 minutes 15 times consecutively.
Me: Exactly. What are you talking about?
Hank: In the morning sometimes I wake up at like 6 and then I am like… Wow, I am awake but then I tell myself that I will just close my eyes for five more minutes and then it is like 40 minutes and papa is waking me up.
Hank: What does consecutibly mean?
Me: Consecutively means one after another after another.
Hank: Oh like in a line? Now I know what you meant.
Me: Good, (noticing his backpack is in the middle of the floor) hey we gotta get this backpack out of the road or else your papa or I will faceplant the floor in the dark while trying to put our night owl (Molly) to bed. (moving his backpack off to the side of his bed)
Hank: When did I get this backpack?
Me: First grade.
Hank: And I can carry this backpack until I go to High School.
Me: That backpack will last you to the army.
Hank: Mama, I’m not going to the army. I can’t hurt people. I am nonviolent, but I bet I could take it to university.
Me: Sounds like a plan.