He hears me...but doesn't listen...

Another story from Monday night with the boys alone...

Things went fairly well being on my own with the boys Monday night.  We had a few "patience challenges", but nothing major.

They were calling for storms around 7:00, so we quickly made tacos for dinner when we got home.  Boy did the boys love their tacos!  Lincoln even had seconds.  As soon as they finished dinner, I whisked them upstairs to finish baths before the storms hit.

We took our usual routine - we all go upstairs, pick out pajamas in their room, and then head into the bathroom to get out the towels, washcloths, etc.  The boys were chatting and playing, so I picked out their pajamas by myself (hoping to avoid the fight over who gets to wear which pajamas).  When I walked into the bedroom where the boys were playing, I heard Jackson say "Put the pajamas on the bed please!"

I cracked up laughing.  Each night when they pick out their pajamas, this is exactly what I say in an attempt to keep them focused on the task.  He doesn't always listen, and most nights I have to say this more than once.  Guess this just shows he knows our routine, and he does hear me - he just doesn't always do what he's told!