As she wakes up in the morning, Donald asks her how she slept. Did she have beautiful dreams?, he asks. She nods. What did you dream of?, I probe. FISHIES!, she exclaims. We babble about the fish a bit and Donald asks her if she dreamed of anything else? PUPPIES!, she says.
For two weeks straight, her answer has been the very same every morning: fishies and puppies. Her answers afterwards vary. The puppies were BOO! (blue) and they FOO! (flew) and they ate BAYS! (berries)...or they were GEEN! (green) and they said EEE! (sound a monkey makes) and they PAIN! (paint)...and so it goes.
I plant a kiss on her forehead. I wish I could see inside your dreams, I tell her. Then the three of us play tickle games in the covers until it’s time to shower and dress for the day.
Buckets of rocks and sticks = our favorite way to spend the day!
In the evening, she comes to me and begs for SHEEP! (sleep) and MOOK! (milk) and I gladly acquiesce. Donald brings her to the bed and she helps us prepare the room for her nap. We pull the shade down, turn off the light, shoo out the cats. We move the laundry aside, lay down, pull the covers up. What lullabies would she like to sing before napping?, I ask.
BUH FOOF!, she says. Little Bunny Foo-Foo. When I’m done, she asks for BUS! so I sing about the wheels on the bus going round and round. Then SHEE!, she demands. The Sugar-Plum Tree. I nuzzle my nose against hers toward the end, whispering for her to cuddle closer, to be rocked away to Shut-Eye town, and I offer my breast.
A minute later, I’m asleep too.
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Is it unreasonable to hope that Matthew never outgrows lullabies and made-up stories before bed… :-/
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The looks and sounds like a magnificent day!
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Jealous! My 17 month old will not sleep with me at naptime. I so miss snuggling her to my breast and drifting off to sleep together. Now she will only sleep by herself (maybe I snore to much ;-) ). So enjoy your naptimes together while they last!
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Your Sunday sounds (and looks) a whole lot like mine:).
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Shannon - For months, Char wouldn’t let me nap with her at all either. Then a few weeks back all of the sudden she changed her mind. Now she’s back to wanting to nap while literally laying on me the entire time, her belly against mine. I didn’t realize how much I’d missed it until I had it back. Now I don’t want to let go!! So there’s hope - maybe your little will change her mind? If she doesn’t, at least you still have those memories, right?
Jeneva and Molly - It’s the very best sort to have, no?
Alicia - NO! I love love LOVE nursery rhymes and stories. Even now, sometimes Donald and I are drifting off to sleep and I have to fight back the urge to ask him for a story lol. For some people, there’s no such thing as outgrowing wondertime before bed. I hope Charlotte’s one of those people too.
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I wish she could come over and help me pick up sticks!! I have lost some weight from it, though, so not complaining. :)
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Sarah,
Thank you for coming to visit me. I have been following you since before Charlotte was born. I love this blog. These pictures look like something from my childhood. They bring back such pleasant memories. I hope I can pass them on one day. Until then I think I’ll just go play in the garden with the dogs. -
These photos make me very happy :)
By wordplayhouse on April 12, 2011
Just found your blog…I’ll be back here again! You have an entertaining writing style. We posted about organizing with fun flower pots earlier this morning so check our family (and our organizing idea) out too! http://www.wordplayhouse.com/2011/04/organize-kids-toys-art-supplies.html