Last night, after the bedtime routine, little bear came downstairs, clutching Ratatouille and saying very solemnly that he had come downstairs to let me know that there were three books on the floor and I should go and pick them up.
OH and I fell about laughing. He had probably carefully stepped over the books on his trek downstairs. Of course it wasn't the point - he wanted to have a hug and a cuddle, and wanted to put off sleep a little longer.
OH went upstairs and picked up the books, which I think was a tactical error. However the hugs and cuddles are always there.
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