My son usually goes to bed around 9.30pm every night. Well that's when he actually puts himself on the bed but it does not mean his eyes are close. He would go through several different routines after 9.30pm before his eyes would actually shut. First he would asked for some water, then he would request to be held. After being held, he would request for mommy to hold him. Around 10.45pm, he would come to mommy and daddy's room and claims, he is scared. We would sternly tell him to go back to bed and he would rebutt by saying "but I am Scared..." Then we would start counting to 5 and usually when we counted to 4, he would go back to bed very reluctantly with tears in his eyes. He would make one more trip out of his room around 11.15pm and says, can you turn on the music please?. Mommy would turn on his favorite CD. Another 10 minutes will pass before hearing him saying, the music is too loud. Daddy will then turn down the volume to a point where only the ants in his room can hear. Around 11.40pm, I will always take another sneak peak in his room and sometimes, he would catch me looking at him. He would always respond if he sees me
with a "WHAT?" follow by a smile.
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I am very envious of your relationship with your son. He seem like a sweet boy and is lucky to have a father like yourself. I hope to read more about the relationship between you and your son. Great stuff. It touches my heart a great deal.
This is a great piece. Your son sounds like a jolly little boy. Keep him smilling!
Keep up the discipline otherwise he will be running the house soon but I miss my son when he was that age. Been there and done that!
Sometimes we must do hard to make us closely with our son, especially father like us, because Generally our kids will be more close with their mom not father. You have a great job.
Goonie.
Baby First Year
cute little boy's innocence: 'what'? ;)
Your son needs all the support he needs, You're doing a great job! Seeing you taking a peek does something very good for him.
oh, i miss my dad...wherever he is... i love him much...
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