A Link to Bliss

I was so impressed I'm putting this link on both my blogs. Be sure to look at the pictures she points to.

Happiness is a small home.

Cosleeping

I just visited noon's blog for the first time (and enjoyed it). I came across this entry about co-sleeping, which immediately made me want to write this before I forget.

Summy had always slept in our bed as a baby. Then this year, she started to go to sleep in her crib. Sometimes she joined us when she woke at night, sometimes she didn't. Now, she insists on going to sleep on her sleeping bag on the floor of our bedroom, but almost always wakes up in the middle of the night to join us.

I love to sleep next to her, but sometimes I think about Summy sleeping in her own room. The first step, ofcourse, would be to have her sleep the night in her own bed.

So I told her about her friends who (presumably) sleep in their own beds. Then I told her about how she too could sleep on her own all night, because she was all grown up now.

She said, "But I'm not grown up - I'm just a little kid! I want to sleep in Mommy Daddy's bed. When I'm bigger, then I can sleep in my own bed."

Old enough to present her argument persuasively, but young enough to be Mommy and Daddy's baby.

You think you know somebody....

One evening recently, I was exhausted and I told her, "I'm tired today, Summy. I'm sorry I can't give you a bath. We can take one tomorrow."

Her expressions changed. First she looked puzzled. Then incredulous. Then a huge smile came onto her face and she said, "Oh Mommy, that's okay."

Then she explained, "I don't like baths."

Oh, so she doesn't like baths :) That explains a lot.

To be honest, she's been trouble at bathtime lately, but I still thought she loved baths. Sometimes you don't realize things about somebody until they come right out and tell you. Even things about your child.

So what now? You still have to take baths everyday, Summy, but we'll try to make it a little more fun.

Car Talk: The A-List

We were discussing her fourth birthday party (after all, it's only six months away).

I asked who was going to be at the party.

Counting them off on her fingers, one by one, Summy says
"Alicia, and Brad, and Cathy, and Dylan (names changed to protect identity :))..."

Me: And who else?

Summy: And Elizabeth, and Freddie, and Gena, and Harini, and...

Me: Who else?

Summy: And Ian, and Julie.

Me: (waiting for her to list all her classmates' names) And?

Summy:......

Me: And Kristin?

Summy: No, not Kristin.

I was shocked at the exclusion.
"But Kristin was at your last birthday party, and you had so much fun."

Summy: Not Kristin.

Me: But Summy, that will make Kristin sad!

Summy: But Mommy, I have no more fingers!

So that's why :) She had already counted off her ten fingers.

9 Weird Things about me

Tagged by mommyof2.

1) I can turn off the alarm only in my sleep (can't figure which button's the right one after I'm awake). Apparently, I'm not the only one who does this, as I have weird friends.

2) If I step on a line between tiles on the floor with my left foot while walking, then I step on another line with my right foot, and vice versa. If I accidentally knock my right fist against the treadmill while running, then I knock my left fist against the treadmill on purpose. Have to have symmetry. If I goodnight kiss Summy's left cheek, I have to kiss her right one too, or I can't sleep.

3) I don't wear my running shoes anywhere, not even to the gym. I go to the gym in running pants, workout shirt, and dress shoes. Only just before I get on the treadmill do I put on my running shoes.

4) I like to crumple the edges of bedsheets. It needs to be a very specific kind of edge, unhemmed and of a certain thickness, but once I find it, I can spend hours just crumpling it between my fingers. Even Summy sometimes tells me - Mommy, stop playing with that sheet! Sometimes when I get bored in meetings, I get a high just by imagining that I'm crumpling a sheet edge, and my fingers twitch.

5) I can't enjoy a meal if I don't have material to read. I have to read while I eat, even if it's just a little snack, even if it's just the grocery store flyer. (Most of the time I eat the snack and read the flyer, not vice versa).

That's all that I can think of. I suppose I'm not as weird as I thought I was. I tag Tara and Gauri.