Anyhoo, just a quick little slice of sunshine before I hit the sack:
Joey, who shares a room with Kevin, sometimes has bad dreams. When it was time for bed tonight, Joey told me that he had a bad dream last night and asked me to sit with him for a while before he went to sleep. So I sat with him on his bed for a while, chit-chatting, and then asked him if he was ready to go to sleep. "Maybe I need some dream wash," he said. "Dream wash? What's dream wash?" I asked. Kevin piped up, "Oh, dream wash. I'll get you some, Joey." Kevin disappeared into the bathroom and came out a couple minutes later, bearing a dixie cup with, apparently, Dream Wash, in it. He gave it to Joey and told him to drink it down and that it would keep the bad dreams away. Joey was grateful.
Apparently this is not the first time. Turns out this "dream wash" is just water with a tiny bit of toothpaste in it for flavor. Kevin came up with this all on his own.
What a great kiddo. What a wonderful big brother. I suspect he's going to make an awesome dad some day.
3 comments:
That is so so sweet. and very touching!
That is the sweetest thing ever. One of the blessings of having a "large family" is having to share a room with a brother and getting to have those special thinga happen between to two of them. Love it.
unbelievably sweet! wow...
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