It was Paul's night to read Anna's stories and put her to bed. As I gave her my night night kisses while leaving her to her daddy, she grabbed me by the hand and motioned for me to lay down with them on the floor. Anna in the middle, mommy and daddy on each side.
To SpaceDaddy: "What a lucky toddler to have both parents' attention for night-night stories, huh?"
There are toddlers out there everywhere who would kill for one of their parents to read them a night-night story.
Part of me (the crazy part, ofcourse) thought, "should I do this? I don't want to spoil her with both of us being here!" The more reasonable part of me (the mom part) reminded myself that we should do this as often as possible because the future won't always guarantee us such an accommodating schedule.
It's a strange reflection of society, or at least the way I think society sees things, when I have to question if it's the right thing to do for us to sit down altogether as a family and enjoy night-night story time. All 3 of us, together. Hmmm....
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Spacemama: Anna, do you want some pudding?!
Anna: Poooding, yummy!
Spacemama: I'm just going to mix your medicine into it first, OK?
Spacedaddy: Will it make you feel better to tell her you're doing it?
Spacemama: Yes, I guess so.
And it did.
After a crazy full dinner, she ate the pudding with the antibiotics, but tonight she didn't eat the pudding with the Benadryl.
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