Master of Manipulation

Teagan got on an antibiotic for her infected eye and within a couple of doses it looked much better.
Last week we had a lot going on and weren't really able to get her to bed on time any night. It seemed to catch up with us this week. She was exceptionally feisty and stubborn. We dealt with many meltdowns and tantrums.
She's also learning very well how to manipulate, delay her bedtime, and milk her "boo-boos" for the maximum amount of sympathy. Bedtime has started to go like this:
Us: "Ok Teagan, time to get ready for bed"
Teagan: "I hungry"
Us: "No, you already had dinner, let's go."
Teagan: "I need drink water"
Us: "Ok, drink some water and then go brush your teeth."
Teagan: "I gotta go potty." (Keep in mind that we've barely scratched the surface of potty training and more often than not she's just trying to change the subject.)
Us: "No you don't, you just went. Let's go brush your teeth."
Teagan "I GOTTA GO POTTY!!!" (Insert complete meltdown here.)
Once the calm has set back in, after the routine teeth brushing and the book reading and three songs, it starts again.
Teagan: "I wanna hear Barney song". (If it were up to Rog and I, she wouldn't know who Barney is, but she learned at daycare.)
Me: "Ok" (Sing "Barney" song). "Time for bed."
Teagan: "I need drink water."
Me: "No you don't. Get in bed."
Teagan: "I want book."
Me: "Ok, get a book and take it to bed."
The other day, she tripped on the sidewalk and scraped up her knee. Each time this happens (and it seems to happen a lot), you would think that her world is crashing down on her. She is such a drama queen.
Well, this particular night, the same day she scraped up her knee and after we had gone through the usual ordeal of getting her to bed, saying her prayers and kissing goodnight, I started to leave. Then I heard her say “My boo boo hurt”. I replied by kissing her boo boo and saying “You’re fine, goodnight, I love you.”
I then shut the door and could actually hear her working up tears. It was the fake, slow crying which slowly mounted to full blown actual sobbing in between, “Owee, my boo boo hurt!”
Now, overall, we have been very lucky these past two and a half years. Teagan has always gone to bed very easily until this new phase began. In the past, if she has cried, I’ve let it go and it usually stops quickly. But when I heard this actual crying, I couldn’t help myself, so I went back in there. What a sucker I am. I came in, wiped her tears, kissed her knee again, and the tears stopped almost instantly.
Teagan: “I wanna sing.”
Me: “Ok, but you’re staying in bed, we’re not going to rock. What song?”
Teagan: “Barney song.” (Ugh… again??)
So, I proceeded to sing that song again, but couldn’t cover her with her sheet afterwards because her boo boo apparently hurt too much.
FINALLY she let me leave with a “Lushyoutoo, mommy”. Then she was sound asleep within minutes. I just don’t understand why kids fight the sleep when they’re clearly so tired!