JBP will never admit when he's sleepy. He can be yawning, rubbing his eyes, literally falling asleep at your feet and he'll deny he's the least bit tired.
However, he will admit he's ready to go to bed, sort of.
This is a conversation we had last night, after I read him his bedtime story.
JBP: Do we have time for another story?
Nimitz' Lady: (Silence, raised eyebrows)
JBP: 'Cause it's okay with me if we don't.
Nimitz' Lady: Are you sleepy?
JBP: (In horror) NO!
The joys of motherhood.
Nimitz' Lady
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