Nap time can be hard. Especially when you’re two years old. And you’re the only one out of the big kids that has to stop what you are doing and go to bed.
She’s made some advances. Accepting her fate. And climbing in after hugs and kisses without complaining.
But some days it’s hard. Being awake is just so fun! There’s giggling to be had and squealing too. And then she’s told the dreaded “five more minutes”. And then she finds herself stowed away in her bed. Demoted to the “little kids” bracket. It’s Hannah’s personal life goal to be a big kid. Napping just doesn’t fit.
Yesterday was one of those days. Tears hit. “I don’t want to nap” called over the baby monitor. I hadn’t made it to the room yet. One last pair of hands to wash up after lunch.
And then the monitor went silent suddenly. And I came in to find this:
A big sister’s compassion had emptied the contents of her own bed of special loves, surrounding Hannah with friends. You almost can’t find her in there, she’s so loved.
My little Blondie has such a beautiful heart of love for her little sister. Such a sacrificial giver.
It’s so sweet how they care for each other so.
– Thankful, grateful and beyond blessed.
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