Our 6 year old hasn’t been sleeping well lately. Since before school ended (he is a Kindergarten graduate now) he was up later and later. He has been scared often and wakes up and comes to our bed in the middle of the night.
Sometimes, we are conscious enough to go lay down in his bed with him. Usually we just let him crawl in, which means one of two things: either we (usually me) sleep very uncomfortably with a little boy next to us and no space, or we (usually me) try to sleep on the couch or his bed. The final result is a poor night’s sleep.
He is scared of the big robot at the end of the Incredibles cartoon movie. We haven’t watched it in a long time but he thinks it is real and is going to get him. We keep wondering if there isn’t some latent fear about 1st grade or something else involved. But for now, it’s just giant, almost-indestructible robots.
I offered $100 for toys if he actually sees one and he cowered and almost began to cry. Totally denying its existence doesn’t work and apparently even pretending to entertain the idea that it might exist is an even worse idea.
We pray with him or get him to think about happy/fun things, such as Chuck E. Cheese, but usually end up in the room with him for awhile.
Hopefully, it is just a passing phase. Otherwise we will need a bigger bed when he hits the teen years.
Our 4 year old girl had her first bout of skepticism concerning God. She was talking about being scared (the same routine cited above occurs with her, but less often-and with her it is usually alligators) and I told her to pray when she is scared.
She blurted out in frustration, “I don’t believe in God. I prayed for fireflies and didn’t see any!” Ouch! That was hard to hear.
Unanswered prayers get many of us. We all struggle with that. Why keep praying? Is God really there.
We explained that God answers prayers at the right time. And she was okay with it after she finally saw some fireflies. She had started praying for them back in spring and we knew it would be awhile.
Because of the boy’s fear, one of us often sits and reads in or near his bedroom at night till he falls asleep. It has provided time for some interesting conversation.
He asked his mother, “why did you decide to marry our daddy?”
Marisa explained being friends and stuff and ask him if he wanted to marry someone.
He replied, “Yes, but Frankie said NO!” She is going to a different elementary school (the kindergarten is consolidated) and according to her, they can’t get married for that reason.
He also talks about dying and heaven occasionally.
He said, “After you die and I die we will both be in Heaven together.”
That made me smile. I was proud. He also said he is excited about heaven.
One of the reasons,…..”Dr. Seuss will be there.”