We have a certain pre-bedtime routine we follow with Nik. Jammies followed by some play time then brushing teeth (with sips of water, too) and (Mommy) singing our bedtime song. Then it’s off to bed holding Daddy’s hands as he walks up the stairs. Niksdad and I do this together every night that Niksdad isn’t working. The moment we are done with the special song, Nik pops up off my lap and races to the kitchen gate to grab Daddy’s hand. It’s very sweet.
Most nights, Nik cannot sit still for the whole bedtime song and scoots away before I’m halfway through. Tonight, after brushing teeth and having one sip of water, I offered Nik more water. He kept pushing the cup away but would then scoot further into my lap and lean against me. I’d offer the cup, he’d push and lean. Duh…took me a minute to figure out he was trying to tell me he was ready for “the song!” He rested his head against my breast and snuggled back in my arms as I sang in a choked voice. Three times through. Yeah, I’m a big ol’ mushball when he does stuff like that — it’s so uncommon for him but I see him starting to do more and more with each passing day.