night of dreams

August 14, 2009 | Filed Under familial 

henry had a hard time going to sleep because he did not know the exact location of his burger king g.i. joe. jude had a hard time going to sleep because he was sure that rather than sleep, i had promised he could watch movies (plural) after dinner. lola had a hard time going to sleep because she took a fast nap at 4:30 in the afternoon while ernie was painting the new living room, the boys were scattering legos all over the lounge, and i was wondering exactly why some of the kitchen cabinets smell like greasy old cheetos.

we move the rest tomorrow, tonight the last night in this house. henry remembered that we had “a lot of good times in this room.” i want to take a deep breath and suck in all of those memories and be sure to label their bottles correctly. i wish i were better at remembering things, all of the little things that instead slip away and are kicked under the bed, distractedly tossed in the trash.

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