Every morning, I creep into F’s room, sit by her bed and rub her back gently to wake her up. We’d then have a conversation on what we would be doing for the day and whether she slept well. Nothing out of the ordinary, usually, but today, F got me laughing.
Me: Faith, did you sleep well?
F (rubbing her eyes): Yes, I slept well.
Me (stroking her hair): Good!
F (pulling Dumbo, one of the many stuffed toys she goes to bed with): But I think Elephant didn’t sleep well because he didn’t close his eyes like me.
And she gestured at Dumbo’s big, unblinking eyes as she related her thoughts to me.
The things kids say…!