Kids Say: Sleepless

With Christmas fast approaching, our nights are spent on sorting through purchases and lists and wrapping gifts. And this is obviously not lost on the kids; with shopping bags piled in a corner of our room, the rustling of tissue and wrapper, snip-snip of the scissors and squeeeak of the cellophane tape.

As we fold, wrap, label and paste, DH and I can hear them. Chatting and giggling together. Plotting believable excuses.
Followed by the ever so slight but distinctive creak of a door opening.
The pitter patter of tiny feet.
The tuft of hair belonging to the head peering round the door frame, and the swish of a blanket giving away their hiding spot.
You can feel the excited vibes emanating from the pillar.

***

“Yes children, what is it?”

Shy sidelong smile from DD. And a cheeky chortle from the boy.

And then comes the list of “valid” requests and reasons for stepping out of bed. 

“Daddy, I need to pee…”

“Mummy, I’m thirsty”.

“Daddy, I need to go to pee again…”

“Mummy, my foot is itchy…”

***

And thereafter emboldened by the permission to venture out from behind the pillar…they lose not a single moment in excitedly clambering onto our bed, leaning over the edge, eyes gleaming with curiosity.

“Mummy, what are you doing?”

“Wow! What’s that? Can I play with that game?”

“Is it a puzzle?  Is it for me?  Can I open it now? (No, sorry). Okay, then how about tomorrow?”

“No. You will have to wait till Christmas. Go to sleep, dears.”

***

Sigh, Christmas. With all the sleepless excitement and anticipation it brings.

***

“Daddy…”

“I need to go to pee again…”

Accompanied by a hopeful smile.

Here we go. Again.

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