The nose knows
Once the three little ones were in bed tonight, we sat down with the older kids to play a game of Yahtzee. The Boy wandered into the kitchen, as teenage boys are wont to do, in search of food. Exactly two-and-a-half minutes later, bowl of Movie Theater Butter in hand, he settled in on the couch for his pre-snack snack. Suddenly, the cherubic, fair-haired little N, appeared on the balcony above--acting as resident spokesperson for the pink bedroom. Peering through the railings, she explained her impromptu visit:
"Mommy. Daddy. We can't sleep. The smell of popcorn is making our nose wake up."