It's time to sleep my little buddy, The day is done and you've had your fun.
You have built great fortresses and battled the unending hordes, but now it's time to rest my little warrior.  The battles won and the day is saved and it's time for you to hit the hay. I know you feel it's o so unfair,  "going to bed now, but I'm a big boy I am three" I shake my head and sigh with the experience of age, I already know the lie.  "I'm not even tired you'll say" but it will be chased by a yawn and a rub if the eye and I'll know that my hunch of a feeling was on the bulls-eye.  Tussling your hair and tucking you in tight I'll tell you how much I love you and turn out the light.  I'm sure you will think as you lay in that bed all alone that Daddy has left you all alone. But fear not my son because even though I am not beside you, you are always on my mind.  I will be near ready to spring into action no matter the fear. I love you my son and I shall never leave you unprotected, so rest now my son and have no fear.