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Day 209: Hey Santa!
I'm a bit of a goofball and procrastinator. This week has been unusually difficult because I'm barely awake. I'm sleepy, which is a little different from tired.
Tonight, as all nights when my son is home, I read him a story before bed and then I hold his hand until he falls asleep. He's usually out within a few minutes and I wander out of his room and carry-on with life in general. Tonight I fell asleep, probably before he did and work just a little while ago. I grabbed my camera and quickly shot this photo.
Before you wonder if I'm nuts, he can go to sleep without me holding his hand. I can tell him goodnight, give him a big hug and then close the door and he'll sleep through the night no problem.
I started holding his hand when he was only two and not long after my divorce from his mom. He lives with me 50% of the time. But his mom's apartment building was noisy at night and he was terrified of the dark as a result. He would come back home, I own the house he has always lived in, and wouldn't go to sleep. He would get up and he would beg me to stay with him. So I would take him back to his room, tuck him in under his warm blanket and a tiny teddy bear and hold his hand. He would fall asleep peacefully and go back to sleep on his own if he woke up. His mom bought a house after a few months but he still has a fear of the dark.
To this day I still hold his hand most nights. I sometimes fall asleep and wake up a short time later. Tonight I slept for several hours and I'm ready for bed. But I needed to take my photo and I wandered around looking for something and saw these two windup toys. My son, who loves all things Christmas, will not let me put them away. He gets rather grumpy about it. So I keep them out and he plays with them a little.
Once a person asked me why I kept a fake Christmas tree up in my old office nearly year round. I responded in a very serious voice "If everyone had a little Christmas spirit in their heart year round then the world would probably be a better place." The person wandered away, probably thinking I was nuts. I was actually joking, I had meant to take it down a long time ago but it was a pain to move to I left it up. Now I wonder if seeing Santa and Frosty really does keep Christmas in my son's heart.
Day 209: Hey Santa!
I'm a bit of a goofball and procrastinator. This week has been unusually difficult because I'm barely awake. I'm sleepy, which is a little different from tired.
Tonight, as all nights when my son is home, I read him a story before bed and then I hold his hand until he falls asleep. He's usually out within a few minutes and I wander out of his room and carry-on with life in general. Tonight I fell asleep, probably before he did and work just a little while ago. I grabbed my camera and quickly shot this photo.
Before you wonder if I'm nuts, he can go to sleep without me holding his hand. I can tell him goodnight, give him a big hug and then close the door and he'll sleep through the night no problem.
I started holding his hand when he was only two and not long after my divorce from his mom. He lives with me 50% of the time. But his mom's apartment building was noisy at night and he was terrified of the dark as a result. He would come back home, I own the house he has always lived in, and wouldn't go to sleep. He would get up and he would beg me to stay with him. So I would take him back to his room, tuck him in under his warm blanket and a tiny teddy bear and hold his hand. He would fall asleep peacefully and go back to sleep on his own if he woke up. His mom bought a house after a few months but he still has a fear of the dark.
To this day I still hold his hand most nights. I sometimes fall asleep and wake up a short time later. Tonight I slept for several hours and I'm ready for bed. But I needed to take my photo and I wandered around looking for something and saw these two windup toys. My son, who loves all things Christmas, will not let me put them away. He gets rather grumpy about it. So I keep them out and he plays with them a little.
Once a person asked me why I kept a fake Christmas tree up in my old office nearly year round. I responded in a very serious voice "If everyone had a little Christmas spirit in their heart year round then the world would probably be a better place." The person wandered away, probably thinking I was nuts. I was actually joking, I had meant to take it down a long time ago but it was a pain to move to I left it up. Now I wonder if seeing Santa and Frosty really does keep Christmas in my son's heart.