parents used a three token endless routine of questions, needs and desires. In our house parents used a three token bathroom, brushing teeth, washing hands, pajamas, books, songs and bed. Some days the routine is nice and smooth. Other days it is the most exhausting part of parenthood. I love writing stories that include stuffed animals. They can take on a full host of personalities that allow kids to be creative and imaginative. I had a koala bear growing up. My wife had her lamb. My three kids have a bear, a monkey and an elephant as well as many others hanging around their bedrooms. |
On the floor by her bed near some clothes in a heap Lay a lion, a duck, a raccoon and a sheep They waited and waited like four little spies Until finally Lia had closed both her eyes. Then Lion jumped up to the top of her bed And perched on her pillow right next to her head Looked out at his kingdom across Lia’s floor Stretched his legs, puffed his chest and then quietly roared “I have called you this evening to make you aware That intelligent sources want us to take care These sources suggest that three times more tonight Lia will wake up and turn on the light I have set a rotation it’s under control Each of three volunteers will take turns on patrol Take notice my friends but don’t mind our pal Duck Who pretends to be reading a book in his truck The second of shifts will be kept by Raccoon Who prepared for this mission last year back in June The third shift, the last will be taken by Sheep And when he is through that’s when we can all sleep.” Lion finished his speech he was stately and cool With all of his subjects safe under his rule Just then Lia rolled from her front to her back And turned on the light when she thought she heard: “Quack” “Mom,” Lia called. “Can I please have some water?” Mom came in a minute and said to her daughter, “I’ll take one of your tokens you now have two more. Here is your water.” Then her mom closed the door. Lia drank a few sips and then lay on her side. She flipped off the light, went to sleep – well she tried. But she turned it back on though not part of her plan Because she heard rummaging around in a can “Dad,” Lia bellowed. “Could you come in here please And while you are here could you bring some string cheese? Dad took one more token leaving only one more. “Here’s the cheese you requested.” Then her dad closed the door. Lia nibbled on cheese and stared off at her wall She turned off the light but did nothing at all She lay there in silence and tried falling asleep But when that seemed hopeless she tried counting sheep. She counted to ten, then to fifteen, then twenty By the time she hit fifty she thought this was plenty But her sheep started baaing. Lia turned on the light “Mom, Dad” Lia hollered. “Please kiss me good night.” They took the last token and both shared a grin Kissed Lia goodnight and then tucked her back in. They winked at the duck, the raccoon and the sheep Said thanks to the lion and they all went to sleep. |