:noah: is a bit of an odd duck when it comes to getting him to sleep. He doesn’t like to sleep on his bed – he seems to prefer sleeping on the floor with all of his stuffed animals (hmmm – Noah, animals – a connection?
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Anyway, I think he doesn’t like to sleep in the bed because he moves around so much. Sometimes, when we put him to bed, he’s not asleep when we leave the room – yes, sometimes we cuddle with him to get him comfy – so he’ll try coming out of his room and getting in our bed. Usually we just tell him that he’s got to go back to his bed, but occasionally he’ll need to be walked back.
Tonight, however…. Well, see, hhe came out as we expected – but it was about 20 minutes after we left him. He opened our door a crack, then closed it before we could say a thing. I figured he was just making sure we were still there. Anyway, we were just about to start watching “A Beautiful Mind“, so I didn’t think too much about it. We heard his door open again, so we figured he just decided to go to bed.
When the movie was over, we found the bathmat laying on the landing, his Woody (from Toy Story) figure (I’ll have to take a photo for this to be fully understood) on the floor next to it, and him no-where to be found – except in his room, where he should have been. We reckon he decided to use the bathmat to cover up, since he was gonna try to sleep there again (he tried that the other night, and actually slept there a while).
Sometimes I just want to hold him and squeeze him, he’s so cute. Other times I wish he could talk so I could figure out just what the hell he’s thinking. This is one of the latter.
penny 08:17 on 2002/08/21 Permalink | Log in to Reply
If you haven’t written anything new I don’t stay more than a few seconds – maybe these are all loyal readers looking for new stuff! Have you checked out the difference on days that you post items?
Rudi 12:29 on 2002/08/23 Permalink | Log in to Reply
I’m reading, I’ve been here for more that 45 seconds, and life is congested (nasally, that is).