Ever since Christian was allowed to sleep in our bed while he was sick, he's been begging to sleep in "The Big Bed" as he calls it. Sometimes at night, he'll be carried off to his own room after family prayer with a desperate plea of "I'm sick! Cough! Cough! I want to sleep in the big bed!"
Last night, as I made my way up the stairs, I heard Christian asking Eric what his favorite part about bedtime was. Eric said, "Cuddling with you." That's how I found out that Eric had declared it to be a "Family Sleepover Night" So Christian was at long last allowed to sleep in our bed. Eric and I actually like it, we just know it could quickly become a habit that is hard to break.
I hurried and got ready for bed, knowing that Christian wouldn't fall asleep until I stopped rummaging around. So after the 47 things I have to do before turning in at night, I got into bed.
Last night, as I made my way up the stairs, I heard Christian asking Eric what his favorite part about bedtime was. Eric said, "Cuddling with you." That's how I found out that Eric had declared it to be a "Family Sleepover Night" So Christian was at long last allowed to sleep in our bed. Eric and I actually like it, we just know it could quickly become a habit that is hard to break.
I hurried and got ready for bed, knowing that Christian wouldn't fall asleep until I stopped rummaging around. So after the 47 things I have to do before turning in at night, I got into bed.
Some background: All evening Christian had been dressed up as Robin, Boy Wonder, in a cape and mask. Eric rented Scooby-Doo Meets Batman from Blockbuster this week, which I have vetoed based on the fact that the entire point of Scooby-Doo is to have creepy ghosts/goblins/ villians coming out of the woodwork of whatever haunted place the gang happens to be visiting. But one episode was enough for Christian to get the idea of Batman and Robin. So Eric plays the part of Batman, and I got to be Batgirl. Christian actually wanted me to play Joker or Penguin, but I patently refuse to play the villians.
Anyway, I got into bed, kissed Christian good night, cuddled with him as much as he would let me, and said, "Good night, Boy Wonder."
Christian said, "I'm not Boy Wonder. Daddy and I didn't want to be Batman and Robin to go to bed. Do you not want to be Batgirl?"
I said, "Did you just want to be yourself to go to sleep?"
Christian said, "Yeah, I just want to be Christian. Do you just want to be my mom?"
I said, "Yeah. I do. That's my favorite thing to be."
Anyway, I got into bed, kissed Christian good night, cuddled with him as much as he would let me, and said, "Good night, Boy Wonder."
Christian said, "I'm not Boy Wonder. Daddy and I didn't want to be Batman and Robin to go to bed. Do you not want to be Batgirl?"
I said, "Did you just want to be yourself to go to sleep?"
Christian said, "Yeah, I just want to be Christian. Do you just want to be my mom?"
I said, "Yeah. I do. That's my favorite thing to be."
And then, to my surprise, Christian put his hand on my face, and leaned over and gave me a great, big kiss! It was so sweet, and it's rare for him to offer a kiss. I usually have to grab one as he's running away.
I said, "Thank you, Christian! I loved that."
And he said, "You're welcome, Your Majesty."
I said, "Thank you, Christian! I loved that."
And he said, "You're welcome, Your Majesty."
Wow. I didn't teach him that, but I would have if I had thought of it.
