(I am in bed falling asleep for a much-needed power nap when Iman lets herself in and stands at the head of my bed.)
Iman: Momma, I get it a wabbit?
Me: (trying to talk and not wake up at the same time) A rabbit? Honey, you don’t need to get a rabbit.
Iman: I get it a ham-sto?
Me: We’re not getting you a hamster.
Iman: Momma, I need it a ham-sto.
Me: Ok, go get a hamster.
She leaves the room and I start falling back asleep. I am vaguely aware of Iman returning, putting something next to my chin, and then patting me. And when I wake up half an hour later, I’m cuddling this:
It’s Harry the Happy Hamster. Lil Grey’s kids left him here once upon a time, and he’s been an important member of Iman’s ridiculously diverse collection of stuffed toys ever since.
It was a nice nap. Alhamdulillah. 🙂