Showing posts with label bedtime. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bedtime. Show all posts

Monday, February 18, 2013

Do You Wear Socks To Bed ?

This may not be the age-old question, but I think there are two types of people in this world ... those who wear socks to bed, and those who don't.


I will not say which is better, for I believe it is a matter of personal preference.  But I will say that I find it odd how some people CANNOT sleep with socks on (or some people cannot sleep without socks on).  The weirdest is a person who shall remain unnamed (don't try to guess because you will be wrong, I promise you) ... this individual almost never wears socks during the day.  They seem to prefer life as a barefoot walk in the park ... but they have confided in me that they MUST have socks on when they go to bed!  Isn't that just the tiniest bit odd?  It sure seems so to me.

BTW ... I absolutely adore this individual and do not intend to embarrass them in any way.  They are an awesome human being and are certainly not "odd" in any bad way.

Song Of The Day:
Alanis Morissette certainly had her share of hits back in the day.  I get the feeling she is probably a non-sock sleeper, but I really have no basis for that assumption and could be 100% wrong.  What I do know for sure though is that her song "Head Over Feet" is a favorite of mine.  I like that she flipped the phrase head over heels on its side, if only to have better rhymes for her song.

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Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Can We Stay Up Just A Little Longer ?

I normally detest this question.  It puts me in a very awkward position.  If I say yes, then I could be setting my kids up for failure (at least in terms of their sleep patterns and waking up on time, etc.)  If I say no, then I'm the "bad guy" who "never let's us do anything we ask!"

Yesterday evening it was a much easier situation where everyone wins.

My four daughters and their Aunt Jodie
(L-R: Myra, 2; Catalina, 5; Savannah, 7; Brooklyn, 9)
You see ... my oldest daughter Brooklyn asked the question because she had been reading scriptures to her younger sisters and wanted to finish the chapter they were on.
Cue the tears of joy.

Me:  "Yes.  Of course you can.  But after you finish that chapter you really need to go to bed."

My girls: "Thanks dad.  We love you."

Me:  "I love you too."
(long pause in the doorway)
"And I'm happy you like to read your scriptures."

Song Of The Day:
I don't listen to country music all the time, but there are some moments that are best captured with a twang-in-yer-voice kind of song.  "I Loved Her First" by Heartland is one of those songs and it was on my mind last night as I was leaving the Bunk House (that's what we call the huge room all four girls are sleeping in nowadays).  I know the day will come (not for at least a decade, but sooner than I'll ever truly feel ready for it) when I "give away" my daughters to their respective sweethearts.
For now, I'll cherish these special moments as long as I can.

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