One fateful afternoon, Hubby-jr refused to nap even though he was tired. So when it came to dinner he could hardly keep his eyes open. We (hubby and I) were NOT happy and he knew it.
Uh-oh, I’m in serious trouble. I must stay awake, I must stay awake, I must stay awake. Thinketh my first born as he struggled to eat his dinner.
Can you see how he’s lifting his eyebrows in an effort to stay awake?
I almost choked trying not to laugh out loud. In which I failed miserably. NO, I did NOT choke but I did laugh out (very) loudly. After which I felt (guilty) sorry for my poor boy and rescued him by getting him to talk about his current favourite movie, Wall-E. It worked. He perked up almost instantly and was able to complete his dinner.
The near death punishment experience was not lost on him. He has napped faithfully (when he is tired) ever since. The End.