Monday, November 16, 2009

Sweet Lia

Sweet little Lia story.

Lia has been in bed for probably ten minutes when she starts calling for her 'Daddy'. Chris goes right in and peers into the darkened room.

"Lia, baby. Its bedtime. You need to close your eyes and go to sleep little buggie."

Lia insistently points towards the closet, the doors of which are open. "No daddy! Dat, dere! I want dat!"

Chris: Oh, do you want me to close the closet?

Lia: No daddy. (hops herself cheerfully off the bed) I show you.

Lia rummages around in the closet until she finds the blanket that we keep in there for when she's having a particularly bad night and Chris or I sleep on the floor next to her bed.

Lia: Here Daddy! Sleep on the floor. Put dat dere! (points towards the floor)

Chris: (gently) Lia, I can't sleep on the floor tonight. I have to sleep in my own bed.

With not a shred of drama or fakeness, Lia ran towards her night table, flung her face in her arms and began sobbing heartbroken.

Chris came up and hugged her and as he pulled her away there were two big pools of tears.

The two of them talked on the bed for a while after and Chris said that Lia was just loving on him. Cupping his face in her hands, kissing him. He sits at the foot of her bed and she lays with her pillow at the top, but tonight she insisted on gazing up at him from the foot of the bed. :) They are such a special pair, the two of them.

1 comment:

Hummingbirder said...

Sweet story! Thanks for sharing. That's just precious :)