Quiet time is sacred in this house. I've told both kids that there will be quiet time til they're at least twelve. That may or may not be true, since as their mother, I reserve the right to evaluate this on a year by year basis, but I definitely don't see this ending any year soon. And while it is mostly restorative for me, the time often ends up being used rather creatively by a little boy who isn't really tired on any given day.
So, when I happen to go in his room, I am never surprised by what I see, even if that is a little boy sitting there reading in his bed, which he had engulfed in ropes. Not at all surprised.
Quiet time is sacred in this house. I've told both kids that there will be quiet time til they're at least twelve. That may or may not be true, since as their mother, I reserve the right to evaluate this on a year by year basis, but I definitely don't see this ending any year soon. And while it is mostly restorative for me, the time often ends up being used rather creatively by a little boy who isn't really tired on any given day. 
So, when I happen to go in his room, I am never surprised by what I see, even if that is a little boy sitting there reading in his bed, which he had engulfed in ropes. Not at all surprised.
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