Wednesday, May 04, 2011

Cute moments in bedtime...

Getting ready for nummies tonight, a tired GZ was climbing into my bed when I said (as usual), "uh-oh... where's my book?" The only way I ever agreed to breastfeed anybody was if I could read the whole time. That's the deal. I confess: it hasn't been the nummies so much, these last nearly-6.5 years I've been nursing (not all the same kid!), as the excuse to curl up with a book for at least 10-15 minutes a couple of times a day.

Anyway, so there I was, no book. After I announced that, GZ slipped out of the room while I searched for my book. I figured he was just running away - as usual - until he came back a couple of minutes later with a copy of The Mermaid Chair by Sue Monk Kidd, which I picked up free somewhere (and which I'm not sure I'll even read, because I didn't love her bees one).

As he waved the book proudly, he announced, "here you go - a grown-up book!" And indeed, it was. By that time, I had found the actual book I wanted to be reading, but I thanked him terrifically and gazed at it with what I hope was the proper admiration for his resourcefulness.

Perhaps the kid deserves to be Prime Minister after all...

1 comment:

  1. He is, hands down, the perfect choice for Prime Minister. So darn cute!!!


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