Nellisms, vol. 6: The Bedtime Edition

Some impromptu pictures taken in an undershirt with the most charming bedhead imaginable seem like they'd go nicely with a little Bedtime Edition of Nellisms.  I call these Portraits Over a Bowl of Oatmeal.

Upon waking up with a wrinkle from the sheets imprinted in her arm:

Nell: "Oh look, there's a crack in my arm!"

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When we got a massive toddler- sized zip-up sleep sack at our favorite thrift store and let Nell sleep in it one night at her request:

"I just think I could use that pwetty nice swaddle for alway and evah!"

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At bedtime:

Sarah: "Are you happy or sad?"

Nell: "I'm a little bit sad but a little bit happy."

Sarah: "What are you sad about?"

Nell: "I'm sad that Daddy leaved to go downstairs."

Sarah: "What are you happy about?"

Nell: "I'm happy that I have you upstairs to stay and snuggle a minute!"

At bedtime again:

Sarah: "I can stay for one more minute but then I need to go downstairs."

Nell: "No, stay all of the minutes!"

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At bedtime yet again, putting her arms tightly around my neck and interlocking her fingers:

"You're clicked in!  You can't go anywhere!  You have to stay with me!"

When reading from The Jesus Storybook Bible about God creating light when there was just darkness:

Nell: "When it's dark, God should have gone inside where it's light!  And put his padamas on and bwush his teeth and get weady for bed!"

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Lying in bed at night, talking to herself (pretending to talk on the phone):

"Umm okay, can you just maybe pick me up somekin [something] on your way home?  Yeah?  Ok thank you!  But DON'T GO INTO MR. MCGREGOR'S GARDEN!"

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Lying in bed at night:

"I want a bagel right now in my bed."

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At night tucking her into bed and snuggling with her for a minute:
Sarah: What was your favorite thing we did today?
Nell: Go to church!
Sarah: We didn't go to church today, silly!  Today wasn't Sunday!
Nell: I goed to my pretend church.
Sarah: Did you sing some good songs there?
Nell: No, we didn't sing songs.  We ate tockolate.  At my pretend church we eat tockolate!

Snuggling in her bed one evening, her face inches from mine:

Nell: "I like your teeth; they're shiny!" *pause*  "But... yeah... your face is a little bit squishy."

Sarah: "What does that even mean?"

Nell: "It just means God made your face a little squishy!"

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Sarah: "I need to go downstairs now to nurse Marie before she goes to bed."

Nell: "Well, maybe Daddy can just nurse her with his nostrils."

Sarah: "One more minute and then I need to go downstairs, okay?"
Nell: "No little Mama, stay forever!!" *sobs* "Why? Why? Whyyy?!"

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Snuggling for a minute before tucking into bed:
Nell: "Mama someday when I'm big can I drive a car all by myself and wear big shoes and drive?  How will you feel about that?"

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...How will I feel about that?  I think I need a few more years of bedtime snuggles and morning bedheads before I can even think about drivers licenses.