Wednesday, January 16, 2013

On watching her sleep.

We're all slowly recuperating around here. Addison's been a mite bit sensitive for the past few days. Our little girl who doesn't usually like to be touched very much told me this evening, "Daddy, I just want you to cuddle me and watch a show." Well, that's pretty hard work for a dad, but I took one for the team and held the little critter on my lap. She leaned her head back on my chest, and her hair smelled like peanut butter and dirt (we're almost done digging up those roots). It was nice.

When I put her to bed, I gave her a hug and a kiss but forgot to say, "I love you." As I was shutting the door,  she shouted it to me.
"Daddy! Hey! I yuv you!"
I keep looking in on her tonight. A lot of nights I don't think twice about it, but tonight I can't stop watching her sleep. Through the crack of the door, I can just barely see her little chest rise and fall. Her blankets are in disarray. Her bunny clutched in one hand. Sweet dreams, kid.

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  1. Sad I missed an evening of willing cuddles (but the roller coasters were calling!). I do take pride in knowing that she recognized you didn't say "I love you" because I always say that about a million times at bedtime -- she notices!

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  2. Thanks, mummy & Jackie. Lindsay, thanks for teaching her to love me. And for going to Disneyland yesterday so that I could "take care" of our sick daughter. Ie. watch movies with her all day.

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  3. Love this Neal. Great writing.

    I wanted to, through the powers vesting in me as a fellow dad blogger, to reach through the interwebz and delete Anonymous myself. But alas, my powers are weak today. I assume you'll do it yourself soon enough.

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    1. Hey James, thanks.

      Yeah, Anonymous is the worst. Really chaps my hide. Some days, he (or she?) seems way excited to have found my blog, and wants to go share it with all of his (or her) friends, and says things like,

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      And then it's like Anonymous has some sort of memory-loss problem, and gets all paternal, and says, "I'm so disappointed in you." I mean, I get that looking in on my daughter at night and trading "I love you" sounds a lot like whining - it's something I'm working on...but it's Anonymous' bipolar feelings about me that are so perplexing. Do you love me or hate me? And where am I supposed to send the Christmas cards?

      I wonder if there's someone at the post office who answers mail to Anonymous just like there's always someone in the movies who answers mail to Santa Claus.

      Hmm. Now that I've written such a long comment about it, I'd better not delete Anonymous' comment. Just deleting their link to "unsecured home loans."

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  4. It goes by so fast. So do that again tonight. And tomorrow. Don't forget.

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    1. Tempting. But her door really IS squeaky. Every time I open it, there's a risk of re-starting the bedtime dramaz.

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  5. Hi Neal,

    Even when my college daughter comes home from school and she leaves her door open, I pause for a moment at her door and watch her sleep -- just like I did so many times when she was small. I don't know what it is about that that makes me feel good. Maybe it's that when she's home, I know that everyone is safe and sound under my roof. I can turn off my phone. There's nothing to fear tonight.

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    1. I look forward to that, Ray. And I've really got to fix her squeaky door.

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  6. I'm sorry some anonymous person is chapping your hide, because I just got caught up on reading your blog and I've chuckled or smiled at every post/comic I needed to catch up on. Really good stuff. I've just become to lazy/tired to comment on every post. But don't let the haters get you down. Although I will say non-anonymously that I am disappointed to learn that you and Lindsay (from one of her recent posts) hate raisins. I eat 1-2 servings a day, in addition to dried cranberries. What is not to love? Especially in cookies. Oatmeal raisin cookies are my fave cookie---better than oatmeal choc chip.

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    1. Nice to see you again, Victoria! Yeah, Anonymous has multiple personality disorder, I think.

      As far as raisins...I'm not prejudiced against them, not really. Some of my best friends are raisins. If only they'd not be so wrinkly or squishy, though, society would be a lot better place.

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