Times Change

With their busy lives once they go to school, time together changes with grandchildren.
School is out for Spring Break - time for a sleepover.
Fun with crafts, card games and a volleyball.
But, it got late fast.
So, as he was struggling to fall asleep - could it have been a few cookies giving him too much energy?? - his sister ran through the routine. After reading stories and saying prayers, she sang to him - she gently rubbed his arm - she softly reminded him that it was time to close his eyes and stop talking. Grandma put on soft music.
He asked that Grandma rub his back as his sister rubbed his arm.
Nothing worked.
Grandma had a final thought and picked him up -
"I remember what used to put you to sleep", she gently suggested, as she stood up with him, laid his head on her shoulder and rocked back and forth.
The rocking lasted for a short time - and a little voice was heard - the same little voice that used to be silenced by her rocking - but now, out came a gentle reminder that times had changed.
"Put me down, Buster."
It was not said loudly - just playfully - as he arched his back in super hero style.
He repeated it again - "Put me down, Buster."
And, as his sister and Grandma exchanged glances, they broke into laughter - Not an easy way to get anyone to sleep!
But, a fun way to spend an evening.
So, as she put him down, she realized times had changed. Children had grown up and had different ways of falling asleep than rocking in her arms.
And, then, there was the reminder of laughter.
A good sound in any home.
And, it certainly made for a good night.
Blessings!