Smarter than the Average Wolfy

Braedon has an entourage of bed mates that accompany him to dreamland every night. It started out with just Monkey, but when we accidentally left Monkey at a friend's house, he was temporarily replaced with Wolfy and Blueberry. Of course by the time Monkey was returned, the attachment to the other two was already developed. Thus began the Sleepy-time Three.


A few nights ago Braedon came into our room after a nightmare that involved being scratched in the face by his friends from school. They didn't know who he was even though he tried to tell them, and according to Braedon, they scratched all his life away. Kind of freaky, even for me. It was then that he realized he forgot Wolfy that night. I fetched him from the living room, tucked Braedon and The Three back into bed, and ran my fingers through the mop on his head that he has decided he wants to grow out. (Such a big kid decision. Just another reminder of the big kid he's becoming.)

The next evening when it was time to get ready for bed, Braedon started to cry. After some prodding, he told me that he was afraid of going back to bed in case he has the same nightmare. It was then that the little white lie that moms are totally at liberty of telling, popped into my head.

"Oh, I thought you knew," I said casually. "Wolves keep the nightmares away. That's why you had one when Wolfy wasn't in bed with you last night.

He was skeptical.

"I never told you that before?" I continued. "Hmm, that's weird. I thought everyone knew that." I had to play it cool with this one. He wasn't born yesterday after all. Far from it, I reminded myself again.

His head cocked to the side, his nose wrinkled, and his eyebrow raised dramatically. "Really?" He asked, for at least the fifth time.

"Yeah dude, really."

Was he on to me?

"Okay then..." he countered, his mouth morphing into a sneaky little grin. "Let me see you Google it."

Oh yes, he did.

After falling back on the super lame excuse that his screen-time was maxed out for the day, I insisted that he remind me tomorrow and we would Google it then. So far he hasn't remembered. I'm sure he will soon.

Anyone want to make a fake wolves-scare-away-nightmares page for me? Please?

5 comments:

Jen said...

I am so impressed by your little man!

If you would like... I will do a "wolves keep the bad guys out of your dreams" post for you. I'm sure it will make me look like a total nut, but I don't care. I got your back, Mama.

Beka said...

hah! wow, you've got one brilliant little dude there:)

Ellen said...

Lol this is the same kid that asked if you were putting something on facebook? He is sooo smart - maybe a future lawyer - no one will be pulling anything over on him ;)

Iris Flavia said...

Too funny - and too clever! :-)

Kendra Goodrich said...

That's so cute! Little kids are so clever sometimes. Hopefully he hasn't had any nightmares since (if he in any way believes it!)