Adrian looks tired. I ask him, shall we go sleep?
He checks, tiss? (“nurse?”)
Yes, I say, we’ll nurse before sleeping.
“Nurse sleep!” he shouts and happily runs toward the dresser to put on his pyjamas.
Then he shouts “Brush teeth!” and when we’re done with that, “wave?”
Yes, of course, go wave good night to daddy and Ingrid.
“Good night Ingrid! Good night pappa! Good night iPad!”