It was Catcher's idea. He invited Scout to a sleepover in the teepee he got for Christmas. During the day he uses it as a hideout for Lego construction--we all know not to bother him if the flaps are velcroed shut--but tonight he welcomed his sister inside.
After I laid down a foundation of blankets, set up the pillows, read a bedtime story, kissed the kids goodnight and poured myself a glass of wine, I heard the creak of Catcher's door and ensuing pitter-patter of little feet. "I can't go to sleep," he said. "Scout keeps talking and my mouth wants to talk back, but my brain wants to go to sleep." Sleepover: over. I had to break the news to Scout, bundled up inside the forbidden fortress, and a stream of tears followed. Surprisingly (I think she was actually really tired) the floodgates had closed by the time we reached her room. Oh well...it was fun while it lasted.
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