Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Cute story about nightime . . .

We're in the process of trying to wean Bennett from a bottle at night (and naptime, but we're starting with the pre-bed feed-fest). To do this, Brian has started joining us and will read Bennett a book while he's chowing down and entering his milk coma. It is lots of fun to watch Bennett fall asleep to the sound of Brian's voice. I don't get to watch him fall asleep at night because it is usually pitch black in Bennett's room.

Anyway - after Brian has finished reading and before Bennett has finished eating, Brian will leave. He whispers, "Goodnight Bean, I love you." or something to that effect. Then, he closes the door and turns off the hallway lights.

The last couple of nights, Bennett has reached over his head with his left hand and waved at Brian as he's leaving. It is so very sweet, because Bennett is almost asleep, like just on the edge of the cliff and he musters the energy to essentially say, "Back atcha, dad." And then, kerplunk. His eyelids lose their battle to stay awake.

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