Thursday, March 24, 2011

Bossy little boy

After being quiet in bed for an hour tonight, Adam started fussing. I walked in their room and a little voice in the dark told me "rock." While the kids are putting more and more 2-3 word phrases together, sometimes 1 word speaks volumes. I sat down in the chair to rock him. He fidgeted and started talking.

"If you don't sit still I'm not going to rock you."
"Couch."
"No, we aren't going to the couch."
"Rock."
He laid back and I started rocking.
"Sing."
"Shhh."
"Sing."
"Shhh."
With a little finger poking me in the nose, "Sing."
"Shhh."
A stiff finger poking me in the mouth, "Sing, sing, SING."

Okay, okay!