One of the most wonderful moments happened yesterday. I agreed to watch my granddaughter because I would be missing her on my normal day. Little stinker.
Nap time. She is tired, as she puts her head on my shoulder and indicates her desire. We cuddle and walk, and then go to her slumber environment. (My office with the pack-n-play) She knows this routine, she gets the whole thing, yet she refused to let me rock her and sing to her, and thus, I placed her in the bed saying, ”You have to take a nap.”
Oh. She stands up and starts chatting, smiling and giggling. I have a difficult time not laughing, struggling to remain stern. We spent moments eyeing each other. I picked her up and rocked her. Yes, I ceded my power and let her know her communication worked. Sorry, Mom and Dad.
She slept in my arms for an hour. Just a little bit of heaven for both of us.