Maybe it was the Fruit Bars...or the strawberry juice...but you are wide awake.
At 8:00 I put you down, and laid with you for a few minutes. I kissed you goodnight.
Five minutes later, I hear you open your bedroom door, so I go upstairs and remind you that it's time for bed. This is the conversation that followed.
Me: It's time for bed. Please go to bed. (Rest my hand on your shoulder)
O: WHY ARE YOU PUSHING ME?
Me: I am not pushing you...I am guiding you. (So I remove my hand and kneel down so we can talk).
O: I have to go downstairs with Mousey. Mousey needs to go downstairs.
Me: Why does Mousey need to go downstairs?
O: Because he needs to lay down on the couch and go to sleep...with me.
Me: So you and Mousey need to go sleep on the couch downstairs?
Me: OK. Let's go then.
ETA...It's been 20 minutes and you and Mousey are still having a conversation of some sort...
It promises to be a long night...