I speak a special language in the evening hours, when boys must be put to bed. To make a two year old put head onto pillow…it requires translation and special abilities.
“Prex! Buzz! Prex!” he calls out as I place his entourage of animals around the bumper. I know these are the names of tonight’s favorite toys, needed for rest.
And now, I hear his small voice co mingled with Buzz’s authoritative recordings.
“Are you ready for adventure in uncharted space?”
“YES I am Buzz!!!…let’s pway hide and seek.”
The chatter continues and he falls asleep, content and imagination spent, and I sample ice cream in the living room.