I am really quite blessed because I had a wonderful childhood. There were certainly lessons that God had to show me through some rough moments, but overall it was very happy and filled with love. Picking just one of my favorite childhood moments is difficult! Let me reiterate how spoiled I feel for that. I only pray that Cupcake feels the same way when she’s my age.
Since I just got off the phone with my dad, I will pick one of my favorites with him.
I am a notoriously poor sleeper. I received this trait from my darling father. We just don’t fall asleep easily. As a kid, it was not unusual for him to be up till 2 am, wake up for breakfast with the family, and then head back to sleep for an hour or two.
I hated bedtime at a child. My mom enforced bedtime pretty strictly, but I just resisted it. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to sleep, I genuinely couldn’t fall asleep. I’d lay there for hours tossing and turning. Since I shared a room with my little sister, I couldn’t even turn on the light to play quietly. I hated it. She was an amazing sleeper and I was forced to essentially just watch her sleep.
Thankfully, my mom was also a great sleeper and went to bed relatively early. On the nights where sleep was particularly elusive, I’d sneak downstairs to hang out with my dad.
On one such night, he picked me up and plopped me on the counter. We ate a cup of pudding and had conversation eye-to-eye. It felt so special and so daring to be breaking the bedtime rules. Then, we went to the TV Room and he turned on Nick at Night.
Back in the day, Nick at Night played old black and white shows from my dad’s childhood. We watched Zorro and the original Mickey Mouse Club. He fell asleep on the couch. I knew my mom probably wouldn’t be too happy if she found out about our late night daddy-daughter date. But, even in that moment, I knew it was a special night I’d treasure for a long time. So, I grabbed a blanket and fell asleep with him. I was always a fearful child and constantly worried someone might break in. But, that night I slept wonderfully because I felt so safe!
Watching my dad interact with Cupcake, I am so appreciative of the relationship they have. He babysits her more than any other person and she adores him. It’s clear she also feels safe when she’s with him.
Now that I’m a parent, I realize that my dad was breaking the rules of bedtime in this memory and my mom probably wouldn’t have loved it. It makes me realize that the relationship Chris has with Cupcake will be unique and special and it might be okay if he breaks the rules every now and then 🙂
Do you have a special memory of when a parent broke a rule? Please share below!