This is why bedtime takes awhile

"Mommy, can you sing 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' to me?"

"Sure, bug. Twinkle, twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, like a pizza in the sky --"

"No! It's not a pizza, it's a diamond."

"Oh! Oops. Okay, let me try again. Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the ocean..."

"No! It's not the ocean, it's the sky."

"Ohhh. Silly me! Okay. Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky...twinkle, twinkle little tomato..."

"No! It's a star!"

"Oops! Okay, let me try one more time. Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky...twinkle, twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are."

"Can I sing it to you now?"

"Sure."

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, like a pizza in the sky..."

"No! Silly girl. It's like a diamond!"

"Up above the world so high, like a banana in the ocean..."

"Wait, what? That doesn't make any sense!"

"Up above the world so high, like a tomato in the...mirror..."

"Well, this song is getting ridiculous."

"Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky, twinkle, twinkle little...strawberry! How I wonder what you are."

One of the the things I treasure about my children is the space they keep open for pure silliness. I hope we're always this effortlessly playful.