After a long nap this afternoon, the Minkster is having trouble getting to sleep. I am not making it an easier by standing outside her door, attempting to see if she’s nodded off.
Ten minutes ago it looked like she might have–each night I go into her room to kiss her and whisper “mummy loves you” once she’s asleep–so I ventured in. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I saw her eyelids twitching. I watched this for upwards of a minute and then leaned over and asked, “are you pretend sleeping?”
Her eyes opened and we both started laughing. “I was waiting for you or daddy to come in,” she replied. “I was really hoping for you.”
More curious than that, as I leaned over to hug her, I felt the 2lb. weights I just bought right next to her.
“Why are these in your bed?” I asked. “I was hiding them from you until morning,” she explained.
