Our bedtime chat is apparently 'for kids' now
Since our son was small I've sat on the edge of his bed for ten minutes at night. Sometimes he talks about school, mostly about cricket, sometimes nothing at all. It's been my favourite part of the day for years. Last night he said, kindly enough, that he's too old for it and could I stop coming in. I said of course and went out, and I've been a bit flat all day. I know this is normal and I'm not going to argue with him. But did any of you find another way into those ten minutes, or does it just end?