Bedtime Part II

Aside from stories and songs, there are two remnants from Michael's long bedtime routine. One - I tell him "good night, sleep tight, dream of bedbugs tonight." My sense is that I could omit this and he would be fine. Two - he still likes to ask if I know the daddy thing, right when I get down and do I promise. Spencer, on the other hand, has a whole procedure that we go through every night. First we rub noses, then we do butterfly kisses (he gives me one on the right cheek , then one on the left cheek and then I do the same), then we each give each other a kiss on the forehead. In the beginning, I would give him three kisses on the forehead, which could be either regular, suction or juicy (these are Spencer's descriptors). He would then guess what they were. Then he would do the same for me. Eventually he started making up all sorts of kisses. Now we just do one and I never can guess it right. Yesterday it was the "eeny meeny miny mo, catch a tiger by the toe" kiss. That was an easy one. I'm not sure how I missed it. I then give him a hug and (for some reason) recite "cat, hat; in French, chat, chapeau, in Spanish, el gato in a sombrero. Ole. Ole. Ole, ole, ole." Lastly, Spencer will say "I love you more than you love me." I say "Not possible." He says "Yes, it is 100% possible." I say "No I love you more than you love me and that is 100% possible."

And then I leave. I go downstairs. And then Spencer starts shouting things down the stairs. Important things. Like "Are you making chai tea?" Or "Don't forget to cover me up when you go to bed." Or "Is that Madeleine Peyroux?" Or "Will you remind me to be a puppy tomorrow?"