When my wife and I put my son Ayden to bed, it gets a little dull just reading the same old bed time stories time and time again.. We spice things up. My version of a bed time tale is to take Ayden on a wild ride of bizarre imagination–rainbows and elephants made of pink fish, sometimes ladders made of toothpicks and skies melting with chocolate clouds.
Tonight I realized how inane my stories can often be. Ayden was taking particularly long to get to sleep.. My rambling bed time chat became, well to put it bluntly, just stupid. I was grasping for straws.. Each time I thought I was done, Ayden asked for another story.
At one point, I recall saying roughly these words:
And then Ayden jumped on his lollipop and flew to pop tart mountain. Before he got there, he told himself,
‘Today was very good,
Today was quite a treat,
But I must increase my bust,
Before I fall asleep.
What!?
Yes.. I’m running dry no child-friendly accounts.. I need some new material.
Maybe I will just start reading him WAR AND PEACE and see how far we get.
Meanwhile it’s time to gas up the lollipop plane and get ready to do some Saturday night bust increases.
