Ulysses is not exactly the talkative kind. He's not quiet – oh no – he sings, he screams, he talks VERY LOUDLY sometimes, but it's very difficult to extract a narrative from him. A typical conversation with him might go like this:
me: How was your day today, sweetie?
me: What did you guys do?
me: Did your music teacher came this morning?
me: And what did you do with her?
You get the picture. Not the most detailed conversation.
Lately though, when he lies in bed at night, trying to fall asleep as I lie next to him, (Yes, you got me, I'm the worst instilling-in-your-kids-proper-sleeping-habits mom ever. At 3.2 Ulysses still cannot fall asleep unless I'm right there next to him, but that's a whole different post, so moving along,) he will suddenly raise his head and start whispering all kinds of stories – stuff that happened to him during the day, stuff that he plans on doing tomorrow, even things that happened last week or as he puts it "on Friday", (Friday being his term for some very important moment either in the past or in the future.)
Now I'm lying there, exhausted from the long day, just waiting for him to GO TO SLEEP ALREADY. My first reaction to this unexpected burst of narration is "okay, honey, now be quiet and go to sleep," but when rethinking about it later I was like "duh". The kid is finally telling me about his day plus, he's whispering. WHISPERING for god's sake! How cute is that? And all I think of is how much I want him to go to sleep already, and how I have laundry to fold and yada yada yada.
So I made a conscious decision to just listen to him. And treasure the moment. And actually enjoy myself by listening to all his sweet talk. Not think about laundry or house chores. Allow him those extra 10 minutes before he goes to sleep. And it's awesome.
New Year's Resolution #3: Try to enjoy Now more and think of Later less.