For the last year or two, Friday night is sleepover night. Until recently, Eli was invited to play in the room of the sleepover until it was actually time to sleep, and then he would got to sleep in his own bed. But a couple of times ago I asked his if he thought he was big enough to sleep in the same room as the kids--if he could be calm and quiet when it was time to sleep (he couldn't settle down in past, hence the sleeping in his own bed thing). He assured me he was. We talked about keeping his eyes closed and his mouth quiet, or he would have to go back to his own bed. That first night I stood outside the door after I tucked them in to see if he would really be able to handle it. I heard no talking, but heard Logan thrashing around and opened the door to tell him to settle down. Then I looked over at Eli to remind him to go to sleep, and saw him laying there with his eyes squeezed shut as tight as they would go! I would have understood him opening his eyes when I came back in the room to talk to them, but clearly he wasn't taking the chance!
2 comments:
What fun memories you are helping them create!
It's scary sometimes how exactly they try to do as we tell them.
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