We've had quite a definite bedtime routine for quite sometime in our house. Now that The Boy has entered the realms of the terrible twos however, this routine can run more smoothly on some evenings than others. This evening was a not-so-good one. But I had to smile when he looked over at me and asked why I had naughty eyebrows. Slightly perplexed, I asked him what he meant, to which he told me they'd gone upside down and then mimicked my facial expression.
Note to self, must stop frowning!