We have bedtime issues with Dd.
Endlessly calling us back to her room for 'a wee wee' 'I need water'
'I heard a noise' 'my duvet fell off' 'i can't find rabbit' and anything else she can think of.
Last week I implemented the new routine.
We do all the things before she goes to bed including a small cup of water and 3 toilet trips. We have shown her how to work her duvet and to hold onto rabbit.
We heard nothing. 3 blissful evenings of silence after lights out.
Until tonight. When she started calling and started crying. Dh fucking caved. He went down there within minutes to explain to her that we weren't going to come 

I'm fucking pissed off that he undermined me immediately. I've said that its his problem now. I wash my hands of fret bedtime duty. So he has gone all moody and grumpy and says I'm being mean.
Tosser