Wilson: Mom… The mean bugs are in my room again. (The other night he had a bad dream about bugs and I had to shoo them out of his room and put an imaginary bubble over his bed.)
Me: They aren’t really mean, are they? You tell them to be nice or go away.
Wilson: They won’t leave. They are mean.
Me: I will open your door so they can get out. (I open the door and return to the rocking chair where I am nursing Nora.)
Wilson: They didn’t all go mom.
Me: Bugs, you get out of Wilson’s room. I see them leaving now. Stay out mean bugs… Look. The nice bugs are going in now.
Wilson: There are still mean bugs in here. Can you open the door to outside so that they can get out?
Me: Not right now, I am nursing Nora. I will have daddy leave the door open for a little while when he gets home. Okay? Mommy needs to be quiet now because I am trying to get your sister ready for bed. So I can’t talk to you anymore but I will check on you before I go to sleep. Deal?
Wilson: yeah
10 minutes of silence
Wilson: Bugs... I am trying to sleep!
I didn't hear another peep.
2 comments:
That's super cute. And, I liked the way you handled it.
Oh that made me laugh. So cute.
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