Peaceful

Lennon is asleep at last. His father is still at work and his mother is hosting open mike tonight, so this was our night together. Usually we just spend our days together, but tonight I got to play with him and go through the bedtime routine of teeth brushing and picking out pajamas.

Tonight he opted for me to brush his teeth and no pajamas. Sometimes he just likes to sleep in the altogether. I understand that. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree! We read a book and then I sang until he fell asleep.

Last time I sang the old songs, like I did for his Daddy. Tonight he wanted songs about Spiderman. Imagine Brahms Lullaby to words like, “Spidey’s watching, Spidey’s yawning, as he’s watching Lennon sleep……. Go to sleep, little Lennon, Know the Spiderman’s close by.” And so on. I do the best I can improvising on such short notice!

It only took about ten minutes and then I had to tear myself away. There is just something angelic about watching a Lennon sleeping. Those big eyes closed so sweetly, the soft even breathing, the beauty of youth in its most peaceful moments.