Happy Bring a Book to Bed Day!

My friend Alba founded this fun mid-winter holiday three years ago: Bring a Book to Bed Day, the last Saturday of February.

This year, it was easy to comply ... as Husband and I are not watching TV for Lent, we are reading more books.

Here we all are:

I am reading the latest Sue Grafton book,
U is for Undertow. I get the hardcovers for Christmas!

Husband is reading Pawn of Prophecy.
He says it's a slow starter, that nothing has
happened yet in the first 30 pages.

And, DuckyBoy and I are reading a few things at once:

At bedtime I've been reading him Beverly Cleary's
The Mouse and the Motorcycle, and
he loves to read his Complete Official Guide to Club Penguin
over and over. Here he's reading it with his purple Puffle, Yoyo.

Another Week Ends Without Haiku

Another week without haiku, sorry, Christina...

It's possible that PMS played a role in my lowness of feelings earlier this week
But I don't think that accounts for it all.

Pretty sure of it in fact.

Didn't get a call back yet from the agency I called Thursday at noon.

Good thing I wasn't at my wit's end. That's all's I'm sayin'.

Eye-Opening

Our bedtime routine
is solid except for
DB's little "needs" --

Mommy-come-backer
(A pretend remote control
that comes in series);

Nightlight and music,
A few stuffed toys in bed too
(these change each night, natch);

Cold water of course,
sometimes even a cold pack
to keep him cooled off;

Socks, we cannot sleep
without socks on our small feet
and the one blanket

He can tolerate
over his sensitive skin.
After that he calms,

Until he wakes up...
middle of the night of course...
usually cold --

which wouldn't happen
if he slept under covers
like most of us do.

A reward chart helps
break the habit of coming
in with mom and dad.

But it's easily
disrupted and the pattern
starts over again.

I never realized
How much better I sleep when
he doesn't wake me.

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This post is part of a "blog blast" by PBN for Sylvania's new nightlights; and for Haiku Friday as well.