“Do you have a favorite animal?”
“I like butterflies and horses and reindeer…do you like reindeer?”
“I like reindeer and rainbows…”
“I love horses too.” --- 3:30 a.m.
Dealing with the various transitions in our lives lately has occasioned some anxiety in the family and when better to have those anxieties show up than early in the morning. A few nights this week have found the children coming into our bed around 4 a.m.
It is one thing to have that happen in the early morning of a day off. Monday morning, poor Chewy had to leave to go to work, while kids and I were cuddled up in our bed—sleeping in for once. It was a great way to start the day off—and I really enjoyed my day with the kids.
Yesterday, though—I was grumpy and sleep deprived and head-achy at work…but every so often, while I grumbled about my lack of sleep…I thought back to that conversation I had with Willow by my side. She was helping her brother push me out of bed (unusual—that is usually what they do to dad) and at some point Kif jumped up for good measure.