Pick your sleepy partner

I watched Top Gear with dad tonight. It was the perfect way to settle down after a big afternoon.

Mum decided I should choose who would put me to bed. She got dad to sit next to her, both with arms outstrecthed and I'd run to the person who would have the 'honour' of putting me to bed.

I ran to dad.

He said 'best of three?'

I ran to him again.

So they switched sides.

I ran to dad.

He put me to bed.

He grinned at mum. He loves that he's my favourite at the moment. The whole 'hero daddy' thing makes him proud.