A new feature here on the blog, as I find our old stories highly amusing. Maybe you will, too! If not, feel free to skip them. I think only like six people read this anyway! 🙂
The Mysterious Midnight Visitor
It’s been happening for about a week. I wake up sometime in the early morning hours and find my little companion sleeping beside me. I’ve been wondering how she gets there without waking me up. Is she so considerate that she walks around the bed and climbs in on Davey’s side, so as not to disturb me? Or am I so tired that I haven’t even noticed her crawling over me? Last night I had occasion to find out. Her little whimper woke me up, and I lay there quietly, waiting to see if she actually needed me or if she would settle back to sleep by herself. In a few minutes, I heard her diaper crinkling down the hall. As she toddled into my room, I pretended to be asleep. I had to know how she’d been getting into bed! So what do you think? Is Rosie a thoughtful baby, detouring around sleeping bodies, or am I just dead to the world? Much to my midnight amusement, she grabbed hold of my shirt (and quite a fistful of skin underneath!) and dragged herself into the bed. She tried to lay down right there on the edge, head butting me as she settled in. Shortly, she decided there wasn’t really enough room there, and grabbed my shirt (and belly) with one hand and my hair with the other and clambered right over me. Comfortably settled in the middle of the bed, she engaged in her favorite going-to-sleep activity – slapping my back. Well, I guess that answers my question. I should probably try to get to bed early tonight!
From October 2005, very near the beginnings of my blog!