So Sweet And So...Boy

The Scene:

It is bedtime. John has already had "snuggle time" with Johnny and has left to take care of Annie and Ainsley. I'm reading to Lizzy when I hear in the sweetest Little Boy voice...

"Rock-a-bye baby, in the tree-top"

I peek over the top of "Clifford's First Autumn" and see my boy, cradling Christmas Bear (the stuffed bear Ainsley gave him for, of course, Christmas) and gently rocking it to sleep. It was so stinkin' cute and he just continued to stand there, serenading his beloved stuffed animal. *

"When the wind blows, the cradle will rock"

I smile and glance at Lizzy, who smiles back. I continue reading and peek again because it is so, so very sweet to watch.

"When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, and down will...BWAAUURRRPPP!!!"

A belch so loud it could NOT have come from a 3-year-old exploded from my son. It obviously caught him off guard and I flat-out guffawed. Lizzy thought it was hilarious. Gracie hadn't been paying attention to Johnny's singing since it is common practice in their room, but heard the burp and squealed. Since we were all laughing so hard, Johnny thought it would be funny to continue the comedy by forcing burps (not funny, but he'll figure that out someday).

And so they got themselves all wound up and bounced around in their beds for another 45 minutes or so.

Just another day in the life...


*Did you know our zoo calls stuffed animals "plushes" instead? Makes sense. Think about it. Call me if you need some help with this one.