My son Harrison and I have a "tradition" when I tuck him in for the night. It's a tradition of words spoken when I have tucked his blankets around him and I leave his room. It goes like this...
"Have a good night (Me), I love you(Harrison), I love you too(Me), see you in the morning(Harrison), you betcha!(Me)
When I have broken from this tradition Harrison has called me on it. And I with a joyful heart I comply.
It has to do with Harrison's desire.