Why won't they just go to sleep?

Tonight has been rough with the boys again. I don't understand it at all. We have a good bedtime routine. Tate did his homework, they had a snack then we read The Cabin That Moose Built (one of my favorites by one of my friends and favorite Alaska authors!)

Then I sent them to bed tucked them and kissed them goodnight, told them I didn't want to hear them out of bed tonight.

Not five minutes later I hear this:

Korbin: "mom what's taking so long?"
Me: "for what"
Korbin: "my stuffed aminal" (not a typo, that's what he said, aminal)
Me: "i looked, I can't find it, too bad go to bed"


Next thing I know they are out of bed again, I can hear them talking to each other whispering loudly on the stairs. I sneak over to catch them only to find out that my little OCD boy is picking up teeny tiny beads in the dark that came out of a stuffed animal so that I will put them back in and sew it up! (That is soooo not happening by the way.)

The next conversation goes like this:

Me: "I will vaccum up the beads and will not be restuffing froggy"
Tate: "but mom then he'll be flat"
Me: "oh well too bad go back to bed and do not let me find you out of bed again, good night I love you"

I go happily back to my Tupperware order I was putting and I hear them, both of them, laughing up a storm! Who does that? At least try to be sneaky!

I sneak up the stairs turn on the light and they look like little deer caught in the headlights!

Me: (smoke coming out of my ears) "what in the heck do you think you're doing?"
The little one tries to dart past me on the left but I grabbed him up like a goalie in a soccer game! With defeat in his eyes he looks up at me.

Me: "Get into your bed right now!"

I chased his little tail right back to his bed and I looked into his beady little eyes again and said to him:

Me: What makes you think you can be out of this bed and that you don't have to listen to me?"

Korbin stares up at me silently.

Me: "you had better answer me right now! What makes you think you can get out of bed and that you don't have to listen to me?"

Korbin: points to his temple and says "my brain"

I'm trying not to laugh and I tell him goodnight and I love him but not to get up again.

Seriously! His brain? Of course his brain makes him think but come on!! He's just turned 5 and had no idea that was such a smarty pants thing to say! I got out into the hall and about died trying to laugh to myself! By the time I composed myself and went into Taytons room to threaten his life if he got out of bed again tell him I loved him and kiss him goodnight one more time I was too amused by Korbins remark to ask a question like that to Tayton!

They are great, they really are, but come on guys just go to bed for a change!!!