Both boys have become avid readers, and we frequently go to the library to refresh their supply of books. Yesterday a friend gave Nate a copy of Willy Wonka to borrow. Nate and Alex hatched a plan where Nate would read the book then Alex would read the book.
I told them I did not like that plan because Nate's friend did not lend the book for them to keep it for so long. The new plan was for Nate to read it then return it and ask if Alex could borrow it. In the meantime, I would reserve that book at the library for Alex to read.
Nate decided not to read it at bedtime, so Alex asked to read it. This morning Alex ran in and told me the entire plot of the book before I even had a chance to open my eyes. Apparently he stayed up until 11PM to finish the entire book. And... I was tired from staying up too late reading.
I think the lesson is there's no way to stop them from staying up too late reading if I haven't learned that lesson in 39 years myself?