An acquaintance of mine has a four-and-a-half year old son who started school in September. Over the Christmas holidays his routine went out the window and he was staying up way past his bedtime. A few nights before school reopened, she decided to get him back on track. She planned to send him to bed at 9.00pm the first night, 8.45pm the next and so on until he was going at a resonable time.
The first night he was put to bed at 9.
After 20 minutes, she heard a voice wailing from the top of the stairs.
"What did I tell you? You have to go to sleep!"
There was a moment's silence. Then she heard a plaintive cry.
"But Mam. I've forgotten how to!" Beautiful.