I’m a stalling expert when it comes to bedtime. Besides the usual extra bedtime hugs and kisses that I ask for with practiced charm, I have other tactics. I try to push back my bedtime by insisting I do certain things. Even after I’m out in bed and get my good night kisses and hugs from Mommy and Daddy I suddenly remember that the bathroom door is open and insist on closing it. There are a bunch of chores that I kind of purposely leave undone like putting away my dishes so that I can use it as an excuse to push my bedtime back. Mommy and Daddy have caught on to most of my stalling techniques and either make sure I do my chores before bedtime or just include them as part of the bedtime routine.
Last night I came up with a new stalling technique. After lying in bed like a good boy for more than ten minutes I came out of the bedroom and announced that I had to “unchi†or poop. Since that is a valid reason not to go to bed yet Mommy and Daddy let me come to the living room and got ready to change my diaper. I started to play with my cars. When Mommy and Daddy checked if I had to poop I promptly answered yes and then continued to play. Usually when I’m about to poop I assume a slightly bent over standing posture, but I wasn’t doing it. After repeated checking I kept insisting that I had to poop. Mommy and Daddy suggested that I go back to bed until the poop was ready to come out. That would ruin my plans. So I stood up assumed the pooping posture and pushed. I pushed really really hard. Mommy and Daddy were worried that I might pop a blood vessel. Then after a lot of hard pushing I was done. When Daddy changed my diaper there was a small marble of poop. Not even the diameter of a quarter. But I’m a man of my word and when I say I have to poop I have to poop.
After getting changed and another round of good night kisses and hugs I went to bed without anymore trouble. It was a successful stalling tactic, but quite strenuous so I doubt I’ll be doing that anytime soon.