Conversation with a Three year old.

Evan: Mommy, will you leave my door open tonight?

Me: Yep. Goodnight.

Evan: Mommy, I need to tell you something first.

Me: What? (in that hurried, impatient mommy tone, that happens after you have gone back and forth between the two kids 6 times already, and it is 30 min. past bedtime)

Evan: Well, the little monster came in here and he said "Hey, why is your door open" and I said "Because I like it like that" and he said "Well I'm leaving". Then the big monster came in and he said "Hey, Evan, why is your door open like this?" and I said "Because, Monster, I like it open" and so he left too.

Me: Ok, good night Evan.

Evan: Ok, good night mommy!

I made it to the bottom of the stairs before I busted up laughing.