One thing that prevailed last week, particularly where the Princess Nagger is concerned, is it’s obviously imperative that a ‘normal schedule’ is maintained at all times, no matter what. Case in point: One night last week whilst we were all suffering from the plague, Hovering Hubby uncharacteristically stopped hovering earlier than normal one night and decided to go to bed early. You know, because he could, since I’m usually the one that takes care of everything before bed – like cleaning the kitchen and all the bedtime rituals and such. However, it created major consternation on the part of the Princess Nagger, because as I was tucking her in a short time later, she became extremely upset that she didn’t get her ‘ritual’ of her hug, kiss and drop.
I suppose I need to explain that just a smidge – each night at bedtime, she gets a hug, a kiss, and a drop from Dada. The hug and kiss are self-explanatory, the ‘drop’ is any number of methods, her favorite is to have Dada hold his hands close to the surface of the bed, Princess Nagger turns around and stands on his hands – then he lifts her up and she dives, jumps, or whichever form of acrobatic dismount she so chooses onto the middle of the bed. It’s something they’ve done since she was little, and it’s something she looks forward to every night. Heaven forbid it gets ‘forgotten’ at any time, because she is inconsolable until the situation is rectified.
Such was the case the night that Dada went to bed early. He was sound asleep, I told her to go ahead and wake him up, but apparently he was too sound asleep to be woken up. So I offered to do the ritual of the hug, kiss and drop for her. Apparently it’s not the same. Princess Nagger said so. I finally convinced her to let me give it a try, so she did – she was happy with the hug, kiss and mostly happy with the drop, but since I’m six inches shorter than Dada is, she didn’t get quite the ascending height that she normally gets. But she seemed to be happy with the end result.
When it came time for the usual ‘Good Night’ and ‘I Love You’, she started to cry. Loudly.
PN (wailing): “I didn’t get my Good Night and I Love You from Dadaaaaaaaaa!”
Me: “I’ll be happy to pretend to be Dada and say the usual good night’s, honey!”
PN: “But it’s just not the same! It won’t work!”
Me: “Try me – I’ll even lower my voice if that will help, you know, like this…” (lowering my voice and saying rather gruffly, “Good Night, Honey!”)
PN (wailing): “NOOOOO! Not that way! Just do it the regular way!”
Me: “OK…I can do that…. ‘Good Night Honey!'”
PN (wailing louder): “NOOOOOOO! You have to stand by the door to do it!” (since the final good night’s are usually done at the entrance of the door, not while cuddling a wailing child trying to calm her down…who knew?)
Me: “OK, OK, I’ll stand by the door….ready?”
PN (sniffling): “yes…..”
Me (in a deep voice): “Good Night, Honey!”
PN (wailing again): “Nooooooo! Don’t use that voice, use your regular voice!”
Me: “But I thought you wanted me to pretend I was Dada…”
PN: “Just do it in your regular voice!”
Me: “OK fine… ‘Good Night, Honey!'”
PN: “Good Night, Mama.”
Me: “I Love Youuuuuuu!”
PN: “Nooooo! Not that way! Just do it the regular way!”
Me: “OK….I Love You!”
PN: “No, you have to start at the beginning!“
Needless to say, I had to do it three times before she was satisfied with the end result. She was obviously still not feeling all that well, so when she asked in the tiniest, saddest voice ever if I could cuddle with her for a little while, I gladly cuddled her until she fell asleep – which took all of about five minutes.
Whenever you see anything about kids needing to have ‘schedules’ for ‘security’, believe it. Princess Nagger is all about the ‘schedules’ and things have to be a certain way in a certain pattern particularly at bedtime before she’ll fall asleep.
Thank goodness everyone is feeling human again. 🙂 Now to see about cleaning up the humongous mess the monsters seemed to have left behind…