I was putting Julian to bed tonight, and he kept signing "eat." So I open the fridge, ready to allow him a food free-for-all, but he didn't want anything. I did the same with the pantry, but the kid kept signing for more food.
As a last ditch effort, I made a peanut butter sandwich and served it with applesauce. He loved it in his dreary I-shoulda-been-asleep-an-hour-ago state.
He throws in a shout-out to his dad, who deserves one today. He's the hardest working stay-at-home-dad and we love him immensely. Thank you, Ian.
Plus, Julian wanted to wish you good night.