bed

There was a lot of fun and excitement around beds in Tahoe. For one thing, Brendan slept in our room. Now that he can understand more, I sat him down on our bed so he could see his pack and play, and showed him where Mommy and Daddy were going to sleep, and where he was going to sleep – and we talked about how exciting it was going to be to have a slumber party with all of us in the same room. The first two nights he slept amazingly well. Then on the fourth night, at 4:30 in the morning, Rob and I were awakened by a loud “HI!”. He woke up, realized we were there, and clearly felt we should all share in the moment together. He was standing up peeking at us, so we scooped him up and all of us snuggled in the big bed for a while.

The big bed also had a picture of people skiing over it (definitely a household theme) and one day Brendan looked up and said, “scoot” over and over. As I looked at the picture, I realized that one of the skiers looked like he was scooting down the mountain on his behind, the same way that Brendan and Mommy like to scoot down the stairs at home. Hilarious.

With the way we had the baby monitor set up, I could also hear Daddy putting him to bed one night as I relaxed by the fire, and realized that the lullabies he was singing were Santa Clause is Coming to Town and Rudolph. Heart melting Daddy moment. Particularly because Brendan now asks for both of us to sing them by saying “ho ho ho?”. He also really enjoys singing Frosty the Snowman because snowmen are one of his current favorite things. We saw a few real snowmen on this trip, and Mommy ended up giving one of them a hug. This clearly made an impression on my son because he loves to remind me, “Snowman Mommy Hug”. I also discovered that he was telling this story to his teachers and friends at school. I had to vouch for the fact that it was a true story.

Rob actually texted me Brendan’s full 10 step program bedtime ritual the other day:
1. Bottle and ten minutes of Yo Gabba Gabba (this has actually turned into 10 minutes of the movie, “Cars”)
2. Family hug.
3. Family hug with puppy.
4. Upstairs to brush teeth (which is really sticking the toothbrush in his mouth and sucking the water out of the bristles).
5. Put on sleeper.
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6. Put George (the monkey) and Puppy (the puppy) to bed under his blanket.
7. Get blanket, sit in chair, read book. Or two. Or three. Always with a request for the “big big bus book” (Richard Scarry’s Cars and Trucks and Things That Go)
8. Sing him a song. Or two. Or three.
9. Turn out the light and hug in the dark.
10. Get in crib, turn on sleep sheep (sound machine) place puppy in one arm, george in the other. Remind him we love him and to have sweet dreams.

Just in case I forget, or you’re putting Brendan to bed, this will be a helpful checklist.

There was also a room upstairs with TWO sets of bunk beds. The top bunk was my favorite napping spot in the house because I could lie there and watch the snow falling with the lake as a back drop. Heaven. I realized that being at a cabin in the snow can be almost more relaxing than a beach vacation. There is no sunscreen or sand or… leaving the house. Okay, just typing that made me miss the beach – but for this trip, I was most excited at the prospect of being snowed in. Of having to stay in the cabin – a place where I had absolutely no chores asking for my time. We got the threat of a big storm, and that was enough for us to gather supplies, hunker down, read by the fire, stay in pj’s all day, have snacks, and of course take naps. And then, when we weren’t napping in the bed, there were always preparations for the American Ninja Warrior contest:

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