Heard at Bedtime

Bedtime is the best of times and the worst of times. The best because of the funny and sweet things uttered by a child who finds sleep less a necessity and more a form of torture. The worst because said child can talk and is willing to talk all night long. Ignoring it is one strategy and we employ it often, but sometimes she ups the talking to yelling and then to crying. Once she even resorted to self injury.

I have to keep these for posterity and her children so I thought I would share with the larger world. Abigail's words are black, mine are green, and Chris's are blue.

Before bed

1
I'm fankful for that!
We can both be thankful for the same thing. It's ok.

2
No, it's my turn to pray.
OK it's Abigail's turn.
I don't want to pray. Daddy, you pray.

3
Dear God, Fank-you for our fankfuls and stuff.

4
Oh, how Abby loves her daddy,
How Abby loves her stinky dad.
(to the tune of Jesus Loves the Little Children)

Stalling

5
Where's my water bottle.
In your bed.
No, I don't think so.
Abigail look beside your pillow.
What pillow?
This pillow.
Oh, Mommy you found my water bottle. Thank you.

6
Ohhhhh, I forgot my dolls in the wiving woom. Can I go get them weal quick?

Simple Questions

7
Mommmmyyyyy, will you come in to see me before you go to bed?
Yes.
Daddy to.
Yes.
Abigail we always come in. Go to sleep.

Desperation

8
My eye hurts.
Why?
I poked it.
With what?
My finger.

9
I have a splinter.
Did you see this cut when you gave her a bath?
What cut?
How did you cut your hand?
With a fork.
What fork?
The one at Scotts.

10
Close your eyes.
I can't.
Why can you close your eyes?
If I cwose my eyes, I will go to sleep.

11
You have a good night too.

12
I wuv you.

Dad and Mom after a long night

13
Those are your genes.
Yes, yes they are.