1.24.2012
bedtime
Bedtime at our home is almost always the same...and I blame it on my hubs.
When we first got Fenway, last Thanksgiving, she wasn't allowed in our apartment for the last few weeks we were there. Therefore, since she was our little secret, my husband let her sleep in our bed in order to stop her from crying at nighttime. A few weeks turned into a few months (16 to be exact) and now she is a staple in our bed.
Our bedtime ritual goes as follows....
1. My husband and I "shut down" the house (yes, I sound like my parents) and go into our bedroom.
2. There we find Fenway lounging in the bed like it's hers.
3. B tells her to move and she automatically translates that to "Go to Mommy's side."
4. So there she is-- taking up my side of the bed, giving me a look of "I'm not moving."
5. I kindly ask her to move and instead she puts her head down and prepares for more sweet dreams.
6. Peace is found for all as she snuggles in between us...until she kicks me in the side, takes the covers, or gets in and out of bed throughout the night.
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