Thoughts on life from Pat Oaks
When the boys were little, my favorite time of day was bedtime, when we were all under one roof....safe for the night. Tommy usually put a record on our old turntable, for them to listen to as they went to sleep. "You've Got a Friend". ("You just call out my name and you know wherever I am, I'll come running.")
I would make many trips in to check on them after they had gone to bed, to be sure they were still tucked away, safe and sound.
My second favorite time of day was morning, when I could feel their little bodies still warm from sleep. Sometimes, they would wander into the kitchen on their own, but if we were going somewhere, or later when they were in school, I would go into their room and sing to them. Here is the song I sang....
"Wake up, wake up, you great big sleepy head.
All right, all right, I'll jump right out of bed!"
John boy would "jump right out of bed." Jason would grunt and turn over!
Last night, Jason spent the night. Gillian had a friend over and he needed to sleep in order to make it to work today, so he came over. He and John boy were still talking when I went to bed, but sometime in the night, I found myself tiptoeing to his bed to check and make sure he was safe. I still do the same thing to John boy. However, this morning, he had already left for work when I got up.
I knew that, in reality, I could not keep my boys safe growing up, even when they were inside with me for the night. (I read once about an airplane that crashed into a house while everyone was asleep! Guess they thought they were safe too!)
I love the feeling though, of all of us being under the same roof, together. No matter what is going on outside these walls, inside there is peace. There is contentment. There is love.
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