Monday, July 30, 2018

Things That Go Bump in the Night

It's late. I had stayed up later than usual so I could record our adventures at Lake Lyman. But when I looked at the clock my heart sank just a smidgen as it was much later than I would have liked it to be. I sighed, turned off the AC and opened all the windows checked the door locks and that all the food was put away, and then headed back to my room and climbed into bed. Tomorrow is a big day, you know. My precious Everly Beth completes 5 years on this gorgeous planet. And so, I turned off my lamp and settled my head on my pillow, gratitude and sleepiness swooping through my body like a tidal wave. Gratitude for the soft fluffiness, and the chance I have to go to sleep now.

Just as I was gearing down to sleep for the night, I heard Vince get up out of bed. I heard him walk to the hallway, hesitate, and then amble off in the direction of the kitchen, his blanket dragging behind him like a great blue shadow. Knowing he was looking for me, I called out to him. He paused and then I could hear him change direction. He came back up the hall and into my room. He paused at the foot of my bed, as if unsure which side I was on, remembered, and then proceeded.

1 step. 2 steps, blanket dragging.


Vince face planted on my floor. Jeffrey and I both chuckled when he got back up, not hurt, seemingly oblivious to the pause in his plan to reach me. And then he carried on as if nothing happened, blanket still trailing behind him.

He got to my side of the bed, tossed his blanket up first, because clearly he knows what is important and that blanket has value. In the eyes of a two year old, anyway. And then he scrambled up.

Blanket completely forgotten, Vince set about making himself comfortable. He became a human teddy bear. He squished into me as close as humanly possibly. I could feel his breath on my neck and his hair was tickling my nose. His breathing was immediately slow, sleepy, hypnotic. His arm sought out his "pocket" in my cleavage and after tossing and turning for a bit, my human teddy bear fell asleep.

I'm tired. I should be asleep. But moments like these are exactly what make up life. The in between moments filled with little involuntary laughs, smiles, and sudden hugs. I wouldn't miss these moments for all the tea in England!

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