Wyatt One Liners - Bedtime

I try to talk to Wyatt each night about our "High's and Low's"; the high point of our day and the lowest part.  I have also heard it called the rose, the thorn and the bud (something new or exciting).  Maybe we will call it that when he gets older.  This has produced some very interesting night time stories.  Most of the time his high's are something that just happened like "I got to play horsey with Pa" or "I got to play at Charlie's house."  And his low's are the one moment I don't want him to remember like "When you yelled at me to hurry up" or "when you made me go to bed."  The nights I love the most are the ones that he has no lows and 2 highs.  Or no lows and all highs.  "The day was so many highs I can't remember them all!"  Sometimes he says he can't remember anything and asks me to recount them.  "Mom, talk about your highs and lows."  Then we role play.
"Hey bud, remember when I got mad because I asked you to eat your dinner and you kept on running to get more toys?"
"Yeah"
"That was my low.  I don't like getting frustrated.  Ok, you be mom and I'll be Wyatt. Ok?"
"Ok"
"Momma, I know I haven't eaten any dinner but I want to play with toys." I say
"Wyatt, sit down and eat some dinner."
"But I want to get my toys."
"Dinner makes you stronger.  It's important!" says Wyatt
"Ok, mom. How about I take 3 bites and then I go get toys!"
"3 bites is a lot!  That sounds like a good plan!"
And then there are some nights where as soon as I turn off the light Wyatt says yawning "I'm asleep already."

Every night, I put Wyatt to bed in his room.  We read books.  I wait for him to fall asleep then sneak downstairs.  Most of the time he calls for me around 2am and then he comes to find me in my room.  I know he shouldn't sleep with me, but I also know it is fleeting.  Most of the time it doesn't bother me.  Sometimes when I'm especially tired or he is sick or Auntie B is home we have "sleepovers" where I put him to bed in my room initial.  At this point, after almost 4 years, I actually sleep better with him in my bed. 

"Wyatt, you're not always going to want to sleep with your mom.  Big boys don't always need to sleep with their moms.  Firemen don't sleep with their moms at the firehouse."

"Yes, Mom, they do.  Their mom's do come with them to the firehouse."

"Really?"

"Yes. That is why they have bunk beds. I will sleep on the top and you can sleep on the bottom. Then we can be fireman together.  They have firegirl's too."

I usually wake up to hear his little footsteps right outside my door (or most of the time, I am not even asleep at all) and the door knob twisting.  I have been trying to break him of this habit but I haven't really had a lot of motivation. The other night he comes down and stops at the edge of my bed rather then his usual of just hopping right in.
"Helwo"
"Hey bud."
"Momma, I love you." In his little sign song voice that he uses when he is trying to get something.
"I love you too.  Come on up."
Works every time.

One night, I had fallen asleep with a candle lit in my room.  (This doesn't usually happen, but hey, I was tired.)  Wyatt comes down, spies the candle and shouts "What is this?  A blackout or somethsing?" Then he leaves the room, goes into the kitchen and turns on the lights to check if they work and comes back in.  I blow out the candle and marched him back upstairs.  Then next morning he asks "Mom, was there a blackout last night or was it just a dream?"