Two year olds are funny. So particular in how things need to be for having lived such a short time. Tessa often lets us know whose turn it is or what order things need to go in. Her aunt made her a princess pillowcase for Christmas, and we thought it would be a great time to start her on a big girl pillow so that when she moves to a big girl bed, it could be the familiar thing to accompany her. When I asked her if she was ready to sleep on her princess pillow the other night, she politely informed me that it was a Cinderella pillow, not a princess pillow. The interesting thing about bedtime lately: Tessa hasn't been one who needed anything specific for bed. I always included her Lamby Pie, but honestly she could have cared less if it was there or not. She hasn't been a blanky kid, a certain toy kid, or a pacifier kid. I've loved that about her. There has been no fear of leaving something behind that she'd lose it over. Well, I don't think she'd lose it over these new tastes of hers, but they are still pretty funny to me. When she goes to sleep she needs the following stuffed animals: Lamby Pie, Pink Doggy, and Mimi.
I get it with Lamby Pie and Pink Doggy, but what's with Mimi? And where did she come up with that name for it? It's a stupid McDonald's Happy Meal toy, but she loves it most of all right now. She was asking about the "other Mimi" some nights ago, but I have yet to figure that one out.
So, now when I sing her the nightly "star song", which includes her mom and dad and Lamby Pie, she is not content until I've added Pink Doggy and Mimi to the song. She's got all three snuggled up to her on her pillow. Too funny. Then we add the three blankets in their usual order before she can go to sleep. Yep, all three. I've tried to cut down and it's not happenin'. She's a great sleeper, so I don't mind her bedtime routine, I'm just amused by it.
Tessa: Verbal and a crack up
Maren: Expanding and tired
Jake, Tessa, and Maren: happy