Night night

Ever since learning the sign for "sleep" (hands as if in prayer against the side of one's face) Iris has been quite adamant about bedtime. When she's tired, she determinedly marches off to the bedroom, slapping the side of her head and dragging a grown-up book or magazine (for the adult to read while she falls asleep) behind her. Erin is sufficiently generous of spirit/nimble to get into the crib with the child for the bedtime ritual, and then slyly extricate herself. On those (all too rare) evenings when Erin is out on the town, Ian, for want of nimbleness, can only put Tiny to sleep by joining her, and remaining there, pinned. (Fortunately he is fond of napping.)