Are They Really Making Me Sleep in There!

This poem was written for my first son on his first night in his own room.  Turtle is his nickname.  I hope to one day turn this in to a children’s book.

I grab my teddy bear with my lip in a pout

Because my Mommy and Daddy said it’s time to move out.

They said it’s time to sleep where big boys do

Cradled in my crib, all shiny and new.

I will show Mommy and Daddy and stay up late!

Sleep for me will just have to wait!

I will play and laugh and through a fit!

I am not going to sleep, sleep not one bit!

Oh but this bed is so soft.

Oh no I feel my eyes slowly drifting off.

Mommy tricked me and played my music low

And turned out the lights and left the night light to glow.

Mommy fed me a bottle and filled my tummy up just right

Then she wrapped me in a blanket so warm and so tight.

She kissed my head and whispered in my ear,

SWEET DREAMS MY TURTLE, GOODNIGHT MY DEAR!