Each night, Jonathan and I switch off girls during "bedtime business". (We actually borrowed that term from Blues Clues, in case you are wondering!) Anyway, tonight was my night to put Holland to sleep as Jonathan put Dylan to sleep.
We have a routine that goes something like this: pajamas, warm milk, brush teeth, night-light on, read book, night-light out, cuddle.
Usually during the cuddle time, I set the timer on my sports watch, and then I leave the room once the timer has gone off (I think the timer is more for me than Holland, because inevitably, if I don't turn the timer on, I find myself asleep in her bed hours later!) So, tonight was just like any other ordinary night. I intially set the timer for 5 minutes. The timer beeped, and Holland held me tight,and asked me to stay for a few more minutes. I re-set my timer for 3 more minutes, and started to rub her back. Three minutes passed and the timer beeped again, and once again, she groggily asked me to stay. I knew she was about to be "out", so I stayed for my last 3 minutes. This time when the timer went off, it actually startled me, and I think it startled Holland as well. She slowly rolled over. She was visibly in a "on-the-verge-of-falling-asleep-dazed-state" when she muffled,
"Mommy, that timer took my thoughts away, and I was thinking about something wonderful".
"Oh! I'm sorry, sweetie. What were you thinking?"
"I'm not telling", she replied (almost whispering), as she nestled herself back into her pillow and bunched up blankie.
"Okay, sweet girl. You don't have to tell me - I hope you get your thoughts back though, and have sweet dreams!"
"Night-Night. I love you."