Hello 2 A.M.

My daughter will not go to sleep!

She keeps taking off her pajamas in favor of some non-existent pair of "flower" pajamas.

I do not doubt that she has pajamas with flowers on them, but at 2am, I have no freakin' clue what she's talking about or where they'd be. So I told her the flower pajamas were dirty and she'd have to survive with Elmo.

She then TOSSED the once-beloved-Elmo pj's to the side with a very stern, "No! That not FLOWER pajamas! That ELMO pajamas."

Yes dear.

We had a power struggle gentle discussion and she is now wearing Elmo pajamas.

The last time I went in her room, she was laying with her butt on her pillow, her feet hanging off the end of the bed kicking the door knob and her pajamas were unzipped to her knees.

She's a wily little thing. Technically, she hadn't broken any of the rules: she was in bed, she was laying down, her pajamas were on her body, and she wasn't singing Twinkle Twinkle at the top of her lungs.