PiperJane and I have been having a lot of “awakeovers” lately. It would be completely silly to call them sleepovers, because sleep has little to do with either of us the whole time. I’m kept awake by curious little 4 year old fingers examining my face, and Piperjane stays awake for hours researching the facial structure of a 28 year old female specimen (me). I like to sleep in her bed with her, so we can snuggle all night, but Pip isn’t really into sleeping. She is pretty good about holding still to snuggle, but lays there awake…quietly and thoughtfully. Quietly enough that I’m able to doze off, but then thoughtfully and gently she reaches up to my eyes and forces my lids open (making me jolt and scream). Or slowly puts her little finger in my nose (making me howl and cry). Or tries to scratch off my freckles (making me flinch and wail). When I look down at her she gives me the most serious straight-faced look I’ve ever seen, which let’s me know that as soon as I close my eyes again she is going to continue her studies, only pausing for long enough to let me all asleep again.
According to the whole world, Piper Jane is the worst sleepover buddy this side of the Mississippi. With the exception of copperhead snakes. That’s why I decided to call them awakeovers. That way I can go into them knowing I’m going to be mauled all night by an adorably curious and squeaking munchkin, and enjoy the mauling. Which I have greatly. Just in case you were wondering, Piperjane has been unanimously voted the world’s greatest awakeover buddy on every side of the Mississippi. Now that’s a lot of sides!
(doesn’t pip look like a gorilla in the second photo?)