As all things that happen here, it seems bedtime is the most interesting time of the day.
That is if you call superpowers being trying to get a six-year-old to bed.
You see, it’s football Sunday here and BW and the child make a chacuterie board together and then park on the couch and watch. BW does more of the watching and the child does more of the cheese eating.
They’re a team.
Right. Bedtime - As usual, things were going great until they were not. She would not brush her teeth because she doesn’t like the toothpaste we have. She wants bubblegum, but we’re sick of having 9 different tubes of toothpaste in a drawer because all of sudden the flavor that was okay last week was “yucky”
She’s currently rocking just cheap plain toothpaste. No mintl no nothing - just toothpaste. Of course, this too tasted yucky and she was testing boundaries by putting the least amount of toothpaste she could on this brush, and then ever so lightly swiping at her pearly whites.
“BRUSH!”, BW told her.
I got down to her level and said to her we’re not doing another thing until you brush your teeth. She cried. I ignored it. I reminded her that dental needles really hurt.
She then brushed them really hard as a protest but that’s what needed to happen so yay.
OK…where were we? Oh, right: BED.
I get her tucked in and pick up about 1000 things off her floor so I don’t kill myself on the way out and then I leave to go grab some clothes to shower. She’s out of bed in seconds flat with the “I’m scared” routine.
“No you’re not - go to bed”.
I get her back in bed and I tell her to scooch over and I will sit with her for a minute.
She tells me she can’t sleep without me becuase I have a superpower.
“I do?” I ask. “Farting is a superpower”?
She goes from tears to laughter in 3 seconds and then we talk about how farting would actually be a great superpower to have. Forget flight or fight - just gas the bad guys away! You could even start fires in an emergency!
This changes the channel enough for the scareds to be forgotten about and then she tells me that my superpower is love and she needs me to be her superhero at bedtime and she can’t sleep without me.
Yeah….nice try, kid.
Now, go to bed you little stinker.
Until Next Time,
TH and Co.