Grandpa Says

Stay in the bed!  He has said it for as long as I can remember, "Good night.  I love you.  Stay in the bed."  And I have adopted it for my boys.

The other night I put the boys to bed; kissed, sung to, tucked in, and one last, "I love you, stay in the bed!"
I could still hear them chattering to one another, while I went about my evening business.  I went down once and knocked on the door and said, "Bedtime! Stay in the bed!"  And Luke said through the wall, "Yes, Mom", which at the time seemed sweet and encouraging.  Still I heard them talking and giggling, and since there was no screaming, I left it, until I looked at the clock and a whole hour had gone by and I could still hear them!  I went back down and noticed a light streaming out from under the door.  Unsure what I would find when I opened the door, I tentatively poked my head around and saw one little boy in jammies and one big boy totally naked sitting in the crib just smiling away.  Eyebrows raised I didn't need to speak and Luke responded, "We were playin' in Seamus's crib and I laughed so hard I wet the bed!"

We have now revised the old go-to phrase to, "Stay in your OWN bed".