ME: Well Henry, now that you're three years old are you going to put yourself to bed every night?
HENRY: Yep, I'm going to go get in bed now.
ME: You are? Okay! Give us smooches first.
-Kisses-
GINGER and ME: We love you, dude. Goodnight.
HENRY (having second thoughts, and not going anywhere): Well...I'm still a little bit little.