Gigi and I have quite a routine for bedtime. It is not the simple bath, book, bed anymore. No, it is way more elaborate than I could have ever schemed. She prefers to select a toy that will listen to the story, then we all read the story together, talk about the story, watch a slide-show of one of 7 princess slides (she received a mini-projector for Christmas last year), then talk, giggle, tickle, lay quietly and then say goodnight. And her goodbyes remind me of the way French correspondence is formally ended-- with flowery flattery. Tonight she told me, "mom I hope you have sunshine dreams, princess dreams, candy-dreams AND EVEN BUBBLE DREAMS!" She took a deep breath before she blurted out the bubble dream part. It was like it was the absolute highest confectionary honor she could bestow on me for the evening. It was utterly adorable.Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Bubble Dreams
Gigi and I have quite a routine for bedtime. It is not the simple bath, book, bed anymore. No, it is way more elaborate than I could have ever schemed. She prefers to select a toy that will listen to the story, then we all read the story together, talk about the story, watch a slide-show of one of 7 princess slides (she received a mini-projector for Christmas last year), then talk, giggle, tickle, lay quietly and then say goodnight. And her goodbyes remind me of the way French correspondence is formally ended-- with flowery flattery. Tonight she told me, "mom I hope you have sunshine dreams, princess dreams, candy-dreams AND EVEN BUBBLE DREAMS!" She took a deep breath before she blurted out the bubble dream part. It was like it was the absolute highest confectionary honor she could bestow on me for the evening. It was utterly adorable.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment