Last night while putting Isaac (3) to bed he told me a bedtime story. It was about the sun. The sun, he told me, one day fell out of the sky into our garden.
“Please help me get back into the sky,” said the sun.
So Isaac got his small orange trampoline and the sun bounced and bounced on it until he was high enough to reach the sky again. And then he went to sleep. The end.
I think there’s a message there for all of us.
Days of the week
At bedtime this evening Isaac decided that he should rename all the days of the week. This began when he was lying in bed and said “The day after Thursday,” he said, “should be called Milksday!” I asked why and he told me that it was because he likes to have milk after he is thirsty. So Milksday should come after Thursday!
I had already told him that Thursday is named after Thor, the Norse god of thunder. So he decided that all the days of the week should have super hero names. Apart from Milksday, obviously.
Here’s his full list of days, starting with not-Sunday:
- Spidermanday (which he said could just be shortened to Spidey!)
I shall be submitting my suggestions to diary manufacturer Letts in the morning.