Wednesday, July 10, 2013

But I like to talk

While we were camping, I was going to bed with the twins so they wouldn’t have to be alone in the tent. (They were staying up later, so it worked out nicely for tired Mom.) They each have a very different style of self-soothing before sleep, which was very apparent when I was laying in between them. 

Colin fidgets. He tosses and turns, plays with his buddy, endlessly adjusts his blanket and his water bottle. This can go on for an hour if you aren’t able to get him to hold still. But once he finally stops moving for more than three minutes, he’s out — and he usually stays that way all night.

Veronica talks. And talks. And talks. (No, really, she isn’t just like me. Why do you say that?) 

One of our first nights of vacation, as I was telling Colin to lay still and Veronica to quit talking, she turned to look at me and said, “But I like talking.” Five minutes later she was asleep … midword.

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