my very own cowboy...

tonight... in a fit of anger, Brad came into the living room (about an hour after I put him to bed...)
and said "If you don't give me a crabby pattie... I will NEVER take off my cowboy boots!"

And he was dead serious.

But, I explained that his feet would smell horrible by tomorrow morning.... and his teeth would fall out from eating candy so late...

he agreed to take them off.

smart boy.