New! Improved!

You have to grant them that much, the kids come up with ever more elaborate delaying tactics at bed time.

When I called the lads for the wash/brush/refresh ritual, they said that they couldn't come, that they were too busy.

And busy they were. When I arrived to extract them from the bedroom manu militari, they explained that they were busy playing at the Monster with Four Arms.

They had a point. The scene was rather fascinating.

So I just went to grab my camera.

Who needs freshly brushed teeth or clean hands when one is friends with the Monster with Four Arms?