Once upon a time...
That's how these stories usually go. Unfortunately, this one was "once upon-ed" nightly.
But I digress...
Once upon a time, there was a tired mother and her little boy. While this little boy of hers was magnificent in her eyes and brought smiles to all those he met, he had one fault.
He did not like to sleep.
Every night, the boy and his mother would cuddle, dance, watch movies, everything under the *moon* to make the little boy sleepy. And night after night, the boy would stay awake until his little eyes refused to stay open any longer.
There was some reasoning behind the little boys schedule and while that is another tale entirely, I shall share a little of it with you.
The little boy, his mother, father, and their two black steeds (dogs..hehe) had just made a long journey across the great ocean to a new land. While this land woke up to the same sun as their homeland and slept under the same moon as their homeland, this land had their sun and moon backwards. So, the little boy and his mother had to make their eyes tired with the moon of the new land and for the little boy this was deemed as quite a difficult task.
The mother tried everything. Some nights the moon shined upon her and smiled, for it was those nights that the little boy was asleep before the sun rose to greet them. Through it all, the mother (mostly) kept her wits about her. Sometimes, she let her eyes rest and let her ears keep her little boy safe. While that never lasted long, it helped for the minutes it did work.
The mother felt lucky, even on the long nights, because the little boy was rarely sad. He just wanted to play and what mother can fault a child for that? So, they played and cuddled until the little boy had finally had enough. Then, (and this is my favorite part) he would curl up into his mothers arms and drift off into the sweetest of dreams.
There is no real moral for this story because this story has not met its end. I guess the moral is, "Mothers of little ones who choose to play with the moon, keep your anger in, for they deserve your smile even in the dark of night. Keep love in your heart and in your arms and you hold them as they finally drift off in their dreams".
For it will happen, they will fall asleep. If they are anything like my little one, who is too much like me sometimes, they will sleep when THEY are ready. So, rest your spirit (and eyes when you can).
