We tucked the kid in and kissed her good night.
"Now don't come upstairs again until it is your bedtime." she called out to us.
Right, because we are morons and don't know that you are going to proceed to screw around and play games and stuff instead of going to sleep. I think she really believes that by telling us not to go upstairs we'll ignore all the strange noises going on upstairs.
It's cute. But very wrong. Here comes Monster Mummy.