Escaping Enlightenment

Like many other state employees, I was blessed to have a day off for Veteran’s Day.  I woke up at my usual time and enjoyed a cup of coffee and the silence of the morning.  I decided on my three goals for the day and began to think about how many spiders might be in the back shed I wanted to clean out today.

Half-way through my second cup of coffee,  Hannah decided it was time to wake up.  I took her out of her crib and performed the baby morning routine and opened her playroom door for her to play while I finished my coffee.  Shortly after, Hannah was back at my side.

She grabbed my hand and gave it a light tug.

“Daddy, ‘mere.”

“Okay, honey, what do you want to show me?”

She led me in to her bedroom, and pointed at her closet.  “Op..”, she said as she gestured her hands apart.

I opened the closet door, where we had her Little Mermaid toddler bed being stored until we felt she was ready for her “big girl” bed.

Hannah tapped the toddler bed, then grabbed my hand again and led me across the room.  She then bent down and tapped the floor.  She then pointed to herself, made the sign for sleep, and pointed at the floor.  ” ‘na sleep!”.

Apparently, she was ready for her toddler bed to be set up.

Hannah and I spent the morning cleaning her room and rearranging her furniture to make room for her new bed.  While I didn’t get to finish my 3 goals for that day, I was able to spend some time with my daughter - something that was much more important then battling spiders in the backyard.