Accept no substitutes
The lad has been having trouble with anxieties around bedtime. While we’re working harder at winding down the day with relaxing activities, he’s coming up with some of his own ideas about soothing his jumpy nerves:
Wouldn’t it be great if we had a robotic version of you? Then you could just come in here at bedtime, and flip the switch on robot dad, and he could sing to me, and stay with me all night to watch over me, and you could leave. That would be so cool.
But who gets the goodnight kisses?
I wouldn’t have to hug or kiss a robot!
I take it that’s a feature, not a bug.