Monkey is the master of delaying tactics at bedtime. Sometimes I get cross; I’ve got things to do downstairs, I’m tired, friends coming round, blah blah blah. Sometimes I laugh and join in.
Tonight I just enjoyed it all; the extra cuddles, the headlock to wrestle me onto his pillow, the ‘please Mummy, just one more story’, the ‘Mummy, Teddy needs a kiss, Moo Moo needs a kiss’, the singing.
It’s all too easy to rush through life and these little experiences, and take it all for granted. 3 years have gone by in a flash; what will he be like at bedtime when he’s 6, and at school?
I just realised – forget the time, sit back and enjoy it, take it all in, value it, it’s a special time with my little boy.
My little Monkey will be a big Gorilla before I know it!