This morning I heard Reid saying, “no want sandwich” while she was still asleep. I’m no interpreter of dreams but I suspected that she would want to eat cereal at home this morning instead of taking a sandwich in the car to eat on the way to daycare. Wrong. The last couple of days she has announced that she doesn’t like bread and then pulled the meat off. Once the meat is gone and her belly is still hungry, she eats the bread, even the parts with mustard. Yuck! This morning she said that she wanted only meat and so I cut her bread in half and stuck it in the container so that Ken wouldn’t have to see her eating mustard-bread, he has a delicate stomache ;+)
Reid has become interested in what I am doing when I am not with her when she sleeps. While we have been quite good about her not sleeping in *our* bed, I often sleep with her, either by falling asleep in the rocking chair or crawling into her bed to comfort her. I am a great believer in whatever helps us get through the night and the next day. But anyway, last weekend when she woke up I told her that I had been downstairs watching tv while she slept. Now, she often asks me where I am coming from when I enter her room. Sometimes, I tell her I was sleeping in Daddy’s bed. (We have Reid’s bed and Daddy’s bed in our house. I don’t have one to claim.) A couple of times now, when I have said I was sleeping in Daddy’s bed, Reid has said, “You sleeped Daddy’s bed, now you sleep with me!” It’s half statement of fact and half staking of claim. I know I may regret it some day but for now it makes me smile.