My favorite part of the day

Kay and "Kluckers" tucked in for the night.

Most nights, I am completely annoying to my kids at bedtime and ask them all sing-song in my best approximation of 1950s mother-ness, "And what was your favorite part of the day today, dear?"

Every once in a while the kids give me a genuine response, but more often then not they answer with something deep and illuminating like "eating poopy for dinner," or "hugging the baby too hard 'till you yelled at me to stop that immediately."