Tom woke up at 5 a.m. this morning.
I’m suspecting he did this because he knew his Daddy wasn’t home, so he’d get to spend more time with his Mama.
His Mama is SO lucky!
I don’t know if you’ve seen 5 a.m. lately, but it’s dark.
So once Tom and I were in the living room, I pointed out the window and said, “Look Tom! It’s dark. That means it’s late and you’re supposed to be sleeping.”
Tom: “Dark.”
Me: “Yes. Want to go to sleep?”
Tom: “Dark. Dark. Dark. Trucks. Trains. Cars. Dark.”
So we were up for a while and after watching a couple cartoons, I asked him if he wanted to see the moon.
Tom: “Moon.”
I took him outside (in the dark!) and pointed it out.
Y’all. Tom was FASCINATED.
I really, really, really wish I’d had my camera.
He stared at it for a long time.
He pointed at it.
He yelled “MOON!” really loudly.
(I don’t think he woke the neighbors…)
He alternated between showing me the moon and telling me it was dark.
It was total cuteness.
I finally got him back to sleep around 7 a.m.
When he woke up again the first thing he asked for was, “Moon?”
I told him the moon had gone bye-bye but would come back when it was dark again.
That wasn’t what he wanted.
He kept asking for the moon. Over and over and over.
How does a good mother solve this problem?
Well…I don’t know.
But this mother took him outside and drew one on the carport using sidewalk chalk.
And he seemed to think that was just as good.
Ha! Sounds like a good solution to me. Cute that it fascinated him.
i would use a drawing solution as well, always turn out well.