An exhausted mother’s plea to her toddler at 3 AM

 

*Wails*

Oh, sweet boy… What’s wrong?

*Wails*

 

Do you need a diaper?

No.

 

Would you like milk?

No.

 

How about water?

No.

 

Or a snack?

No.

 

Do your teeth hurt?

No.

 

Are you hot?

No.

 

Are you cold?

No.

 

Do you have a fever?

No.

 

Are you sick?

No.

 

Does your tummy hurt?

No.

 

Are your pajamas scratchy?

No.

 

Are you sure you don’t want a snack?

Nana.

 

You want a banana?

Please.

 

But it’s 3 am.

Nana.

 

No. How about something else?

*Wails*

 

OK, OK, nana!

Please.

 

*Gets banana*

No.

 

But you said…

No.

 

Will you go to sleep?

No.

 

Night, night?

*Rests head on hands, signifying ‘night, night’*

 

OK, night, night.

No.

 

Please?

Please.

 

PLEASE.

No.

 

*Attempts putting toddler in bed*

NO!

 

OK, OK, I’m sorry!

*Sniffles*

 

I won’t ever let you go.

*Sniffles*

 

I promise.

*Sniffles*

 

Never ever.

*Sniffles*

 

I love you.

Dada.

 

Dada loves you, too.

*Burrows in chest*

 

Mama loves you, too. Mama and Dada will always love you. We will never let you go.

Zzz…