Bedtime around here is always comical. Normally we say prayers(GASP! PRAYERS?!? yes, we pray.) with Dave’s parents and then Tori chooses someone to put her in bed. For whatever reason thats been me the past few days. I’ve forgotten how much I love just spending alone time with Tori. Tonight reminded me of the less chaotic days when it was only the three of us. Tori ALWAYS chose me to put her to bed back then too.
Tonight we read Clifford the Big Red Dog. The book is from my Granny and it has these little letter blocks that are attached to the book that spin to make different words depending on the side. She loves it and is beginning to really recognize letters and their sounds!(which is SO exciting for me!) At the very last page she said, “Mom, can’t you see? Clifford is sleeping. We need to whisper!” *sighs* Now if only she’d learn that when her sister is sleeping!
We finished the book and she wanted to stay up later. I explained that it was late, and time for bed and that she was really tired cause it had been a long day. She looked at me and said, “Mom, I’m not tired. I haven’t yawned yet!” I started laughing and asked her if she was only tired when she yawned; an adament “yes” was her reply, as if everyone in the world is tired only when they yawn. She’s so funny.
I’m so glad I was reminded again of what a sweet child Tori is. She has always been a very witty, high spirited, and energetic little girl. I’m so lucky I’m her mama and if I don’t say so myself, she reminds me a lot of me. I suppose that’s why we occassionally have a little bit of a power struggle. But, I’m glad that she has her own opinion and mind, even if it results in the odd tift between us. I’m so glad that she can think on her own, and Dave and I will continue to foster the independant thinking and push her to be the best she can be. I wouldn’t have it any other way.