I was having a conversation on the phone today with Corey. He was talking about working outside in his garden and Derek asking if it was time to go in. Apparently Derek had gotten hungry and/or tired and/or hot and was ready to get inside. I told Corey it reminded me of a conversation he used to have with me on several occasions when he was about Derek's age. It went something like this...
Corey: Mommy.
Me: Yes.
Corey: Mommy, is it time to go to bed?
Me: Why yes, I think it is. Thank you for reminding me Corey. I guess I forgot it was time for you to go to bed.
When this conversation took place, I knew HE was the one wanting to go to bed. It meant he'd had a long, full day and was ready to end it as soon as possible, no matter what the time since he was usually in bed by 8:00 p.m.