Scene: Ethan in bed. Door closed. Lights out. Mom's in hall with video monitor in hand.
E: Daaaaaaaaaaddy!
Me: Night night Ethan...shhhh...
E: I need Daaaaaaaddy!
Me: Night night Ethan...shhhh...
E: I need a cup of milk!
Me: You can have one in the morning. Night night Ethan...shhhh...
E: I neeeeeeed a cup of water!!
Me: Night night Ethan...shhhh...
E: I'm thirrrrsty!
[Exchange is repeated about 15 times.]
[Daddy walks over. We whisper how we are both starting to feel thirsty now. Maybe this isn't a stall technique... It WAS hot out today after all.]
E: ...
[Silence]
E: Mommy!!! I NEED A HAIRCUT!
Me: [laughs on the inside! Fears of dehydrated toddler completely alleviated!]
Me: Night night Ethan...shhhh...
E: Mommy!!! I NEED A HAIRCUT!!!!!!!!!
Me: Night night Ethan...shhhh...

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