Anything to avoid bedtime

Every night, Yisrael tries to dream up another tactic to avoid bedtime.

Here's what he came up with last night:

Mommy: Okay, Yisrael, its really getting late, please stay in your bed and go shloofy. No more coming downstairs.

Yisrael: (in a soft voice) Mommy, I is sick.

Mommy: Really?

Yisrael: (getting more confident) I have a fever on my keppy.

Mommy: Oh no! Then you'd better go shloofy in your bed right now so that you get better!

Yisrael: Sick boys need to be on the couch.

Mommy: No, sweetie, sick boys need to stay in their beds and sleep!

Yisrael: I is all better! Now I can stay up later!