Part of our routine each night is to read stories before bedtime. We get the kids all ready for bed and then sit on the couch and read a couple stories while they drink their milk and eat some goldfish crackers.<\/p>\n
Last night, C made it to the couch first. I sat down and handed him his milk. He looked over at me and said "I love you daddy."<\/p>\n
Surprised, I smiled. "Well, I love you, too."<\/p>\n
Then he said "Poke!" and reached over to poke me in the belly. Naturally, I poked him back.<\/p>\n
J arrived with the books as we were poking each other: "Poke!", "Poke!", "Poke!", "Poke!"<\/p>\n
With a motherly "Okay, settle down", she sat between us. That effectively stopped the poking. Normally, J and I both read, but I’ve had a terrible cough for about a week now, so J is doing the reading.<\/p>\n
She opened the book to start. N, who was sitting in my lap, reached over to poke her. "Poke!" [The proud daddy in me feels compelled to point out that this was the first time he had ever said "poke"]<\/p>\n
I laughed while J reacted: "He said Poke! He said Poke!".<\/p>\n
On the other side of her, C caught on quickly. He gave her a poke. "Poke!"<\/p>\n
Of course, I did the same. "Poke!" She was, after all, sitting between us – surrounded by pokers, as it were. To recap the next several minutes:<\/p>\n
"Poke!"
"Hey!"
"Poke!"
"Stop!"
"Poke!", "Poke!"
"I said – "
"Poke!", "Poke!", "Poke!"
"It’s time to -"
"Poke!"<\/p>\n
… you get the idea.<\/p>\n
I love poker night!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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