G mentioned to me about 7 p.m. tonight, "Momma, it's bedtime!" I said, "I know, but we have friends over for a special night. So we'll go to bed later."
An hour later, after the kid movie was over, Pookie says, "I'm going to look outside. Oh! It's dark outside."
G says, "I know Pookie! It's because it's bedtime. I've been telling Momma now for FOUR YEARS!"