At night at the Crosslands

My nightly routine with Christopher invariably includes reading a short book about Transformers (not on the NY Times bestseller list, but definitely on the Christopher Michael Crossland bestseller list), and then just laying in bed, singing and talking.

First, I sing him a song that my Dad used to sing to us when we were kids. I even think he was the songwriter on it:
"Oh it's time to go to bed, and get a good night's sleep, so we can get up tomorrow morning, and have a lot of fun. We had a good day, we want a good night, so please, Dear God, bless us all tonight." I realize not having the melody makes the song a little hard to truly envision, but work with it. Put your own melody to it. That's what my Dad would do.

Then, he sings me a song that his music teacher taught him for Mother's Day:
"Your Mom's a special lady, so hug her every day. She gives you lots of food to eat and takes you out to play. Your Mommy reads you stories and buys you sneakers too, Aren't you happy that you have a Mama who loves you?" Very very cute. Makes me tear up almost every night. Even the random line about buying you sneakers . . . . :)

Then, I ask him what the best part of his day was. Here's where it gets good.

Back in March, we went to the rodeo, and there was a carnival there. On that day, when I asked him that question, he said, "Going to the rodeo and the carnival." Very appropriate.

What is funny as hell is that every single night since then, when I ask him what his favorite part of his day is, he says, "Going to the rodeo and the carnival." and then bursts out laughing. Even sometimes when I start asking the question, he starts smirking . . . . "Going to the rodeo and the carnival." We get a good laugh. And sometimes I cannot get him to tell me any other part of his day because he is laughing so hard.

What a nut. Fits right into this family.