Usually, on the weekends, we let the boys stay up until 10:00 or 11:00. It just depends on what we've got going on.
Well, tonight we had nothing going on. But, they had a late night yesterday spending the night at their cousins' house and tomorrow is going to be a long party day for the Superbowl, so I put them to bed around 8:30, and by the time we were done reading books, it was about 8:55.
Not even 5 minutes after I kissed them goodnight and left their bedroom, Owen appeared in my office to explain to me that it wasn't their bed time yet. His visual explanation cracked me up, so I recorded his closing argument for all of you to share. (his original argument did not have all of my "prompts", so it was much funnier the first time around)