Last night, Danielle, Tavi and Izzi came over for pizza and helped Isaac feel safe. We also realized what contributed to the bedroom fear Sunday night.
I forgot that early Sunday night I told Isaac a "funny" story about our family trip to Vinalhaven last summer that started with a motel bed breaking while we lay in it. That wasn't meant to be the takeaway, but given Isaac's imagination, he combined that story with his his new Pepere Bed (my childhood bed that my dad made) and how our bed was "broken" to bring it to Reading (disassembled). Knowing that's what caused the confusion and fear, I'd like to make a book about how we moved that includes how beds are taken apart and put back together.
Anyway, having the cousins over made everything normal and fun. Even the thunderstorm outside was exciting and loud instead of scary.
After the group bath and the Cambridge cousins departure, Isaac was ready for sleep. Then I did a very normal bedtime. 10 minutes later he was up asking for PJs (it was still hot, but he was cold). After that, he was asleep until 6am. Phew! At least we've had one good night!
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