Sebastian and the stars
Apr. 27th, 2009 10:48 amTeri read to him last night, but then he wanted me to come in and sing to him. We lay on top of his sheet-canopy (it's up again); he turned off his bedside lamp and nightlight. He told me to lie flat, cross my legs, put my fingertips together, close my eyes, and imagine really hard that I was out in space. Then he told me to open my eyes and we'd count the stars.
We counted 38 glow-in-the-dark stars on his ceiling. He climbed under his canopy, I sang to him for a while, and he fell asleep.
Later, at around 11:30, I looked in on him. It was an awfully hot night, and Teri refused to let me put in the AC; I'd found some fans to put in his room and ours, though, and they helped a bit.
He was thrashing around quite a bit under the sheet. I ducked under and asked "Are you okay, Sebastian?".
There was a pause, and then he said in a very clear and calm voice, "Where am I?".
"You're at home, big boy. Everything's fine. Do you want me to take the sheet down?"
"...No."
"Okay. Good night!"
The next morning he didn't remember any of that, of course. I knew at the time that he wouldn't; he was basically asleep the whole time.
We counted 38 glow-in-the-dark stars on his ceiling. He climbed under his canopy, I sang to him for a while, and he fell asleep.
Later, at around 11:30, I looked in on him. It was an awfully hot night, and Teri refused to let me put in the AC; I'd found some fans to put in his room and ours, though, and they helped a bit.
He was thrashing around quite a bit under the sheet. I ducked under and asked "Are you okay, Sebastian?".
There was a pause, and then he said in a very clear and calm voice, "Where am I?".
"You're at home, big boy. Everything's fine. Do you want me to take the sheet down?"
"...No."
"Okay. Good night!"
The next morning he didn't remember any of that, of course. I knew at the time that he wouldn't; he was basically asleep the whole time.