This month was a litany of wot dat sound? wot dat sound? As your vocabulary expands and you grow more curious about the world around you, you are constantly asking me this question. The answer might be a vehicle in the street or an aircraft in the sky. Sometimes it is just someone else watching television in another room but you constantly want to know things. Or you want to make things happen. Like your parents getting out of bed.
Now that you’re in a big girl bed and you can get out yourself when you wake, you frequently come into our room and snuggle with us for a little while. Not for too long though. You get bored. And then you get up and play with the curtains. It is then at this time that you announce loudly and plaintively – is light on outside, get up! There doesn’t seem to be a real grasp of morning or daytime yet, just whether there is a light on or not. And when there is a “light on” outside, well that means you should not be in bed! Even if we’re really tired. Like after spending the night on your floor.
You had a delightful couple of nights this month where you did not want to sleep through. Not even slightly. Not that you always sleep through anyway but sometimes you wake once, I sit with you for 5-10 minutes and drop straight back to sleep. Not these nights though. Every hour to hour and a half and you would wake up and take ages to drift back off again. It got to the point that it wasn’t really worth my while going back to my own bed and settling in so I just pulled an extra cot mattress out on the floor and curled up.
When I am in the middle of those periods, it always feels like they just keep going on…forever. Really though, it was a short-lived period and then whatever was unsettling you ceased to be an issue and we just moved on like it never happened. You’re good at going on like something never even happened. You never had absolutely terrible nights. You never did a rude thing. You never just tried to bamboozle your way into something…
Your cheeky side has been coming out a lot recently. When you want something you have decided that the best way to achieve your ultimate goal is not necessarily to ask. You don’t just take though. You tell. Or you announce I will have (insert whatever it is that you desire here), that sound good?? You say this in such a perky tone of voice, you encourage us to just jump on the bandwagon and agree enthusiastically. Almost as if it was our idea in the first place. Except we’re not idiots. We know exactly what you’re doing. And it’s very cute. Which is why we let you get away with it occasionally. So maybe we really are being suckered in…
Sometimes you really are just so very cute though. Like when we were hanging out together in a playground while your dad had a sort of job interview. You were on and off the swings and then you were in and out of the cubby house and finally you asked for my phone. You needed to call someone. You tend not to actually like speaking on the phone with people. You just kind of stare and smile when we put your grandparents on speakerphone but you are more than happy to pretend. Which you did on this occasion. And it was quite a conversation. Since your dad had shut his finger in the car door a couple of days previously, you decided: “I have to call the doctor…Hello doctor. Daddy’s finger is very hurting today. It broken. He need the doctor. Yes. I’ll see you soon”. Bless your cotton socks. Well, despite the fact that I really wanted to get you to agree to come inside with me because I was cold even though you were apparently more than happy where you were. You are lovely when you think of others. I hope you never lose your compassion.