Apparently in Snookie's world that phrase doesn't penetrate!
Let me set the scene... last night, it's 8 o'clock, the kids have been down for about half an hour and the young engaged couple is over for their last meeting with us (the sponsor couple) before their wedding in a few weeks. As we are talking I hear something (mind you I had already been in there - the room - about 15 minutes prior to tell Snookie to stop fussing). So I get up and find Snookie under the main bed, Bubba on Snookie's bed... and LAUGHING.
Now let me take you back about two weeks. Same said couple over for a meeting, children screwing around in bed. Same as last time, they were removed from the beds, seperated until we could deal with them after the couple left. So last night Snookie waited in the gameroom (laying on the floor) and Bubba waiting in our room (also on the floor) until we could have a conversation with them. At 9:00ish we got them up, pottied, and then took away some of their prized possesions and sent them back to bed. And they new that they would be taking 2 naps today to make up for the time that they should have been asleep.
Jump to this morning. I go in the room to get them up, and Snookie is at the wrong end of his bed... you guessed it PLAYING AROUND. What the heck. The kid just won't learn that the bed = sleeping or at least laying down and QUIET!