Bedtime has come and gone. Songs have been sung. Pillows have been fluffed. Blankets have been tucked in. Kisses have been placed on foreheads. The dog has received his last head pat. Off to dreamland we go.
Only we forgot something.
“Mommy, what will Monday bring?”
Our dear Sage needs to have a sense of “what’s next?” It is a regular question in our days, and it helps her organize her world. Tonight during our nighttime routine we forgot to talk about what tomorrow will bring. Since last Monday was a day off, she’s not sure.
“You’re right, tomorrow is Monday, and tomorrow is a school day. Okay?”
“Awwww. I cannot say okay Mommy. Good night and sweet dreams.”
My wife and I crack up in the bathroom, “does she have any idea how funny she is?” “Oh my gosh, so darn cute.” But then we stumble on the gem, “But honestly, she’s right. Honey, I have to work tomorrow, and I ‘cannot say okay.'”