Me & My (Chicklet) Buddy

So.

These days, my Chicklet and I are stuck like glue.

Best buds.

Simpatico.

Fast friends.

And sometime adversaries (“it’s just awful” is her adorable go-to when she’s in time out or anything’s not going her way, ha).

And I luuuurv it. (Not the awful. The closeness, hehe.)

And I’ve also been analyzing it to determine what has made us so dang connected these days. 

For awhile, I thought it was just the natural progression of Chica starting kindergarten and opening the door for more one-on-one time.

But, nope.

Because it really ratcheted up within the past two months.

It really took awhile, but I finally pinpointed the catalyst for our bestie status, and it was...

The appearance of the Big Girl Bed.

When that adorable booger o’ mine got her Big Girl Bed, we naturally fell into a pattern of bedtime quality time.

Ironically, it’s not the reading of books or drawing out the process through songs and talk (which has always been Chica’s go-to).

We get through all that with decent(ish) efficiency, and then she tries to con me into staying with her until she falls asleep.

And let’s face it: I usually fall for the con.

In part because my girl doesn’t usually nap, so she *typically* caves into sleep without too much resistance.

But the bigger reason I usually give into her requests is because she makes so few of them.

Chicklet is my most independent in terms of play, my least chatty for no reason (unless she’s got something to say or making friends out and about), and just pretty low-key on the dramatics unless she’s operating on a sleep deficit.

So I’ve really enjoyed having this time with her. And I feel like she’s enjoyed this time with me.

Because I’m feeling festive and trying to let all the yucky and the sick ick and the silly problems fall by the wayside, I’m gonna gloss over the fact that it’s sometimes become problematic that she doesn’t want to go to bed without me.

And things have certainly been exacerbated by her illness this week, because fever and medicine dosing demand extra time and TLC.



But those are things that we’ll tackle in a couple weeks when the holidays have come to a close and we’re hammering in our routine again.



In the meantime, I’m just going to appreciate the time with my beautiful, crazy, growing middle baby.

And the new phone (and Chicklet’s love of picture-taking) that brought us these silly selfies. ;)

Happy Monday, peeps.