Papa took Sophie to the Grimm's Fairy Tales while Alfee and I stayed at home. It was a long show and Papa dozed off a couple of times but Sophie nudged him awake successfully after a few seconds and elbows.
It was the last day of their performance so the crowd was reasonably smaller and thus, Papa could get a picture taken with the cast. He told me the performance was quite good and Sophie enjoyed herself. She was still talking about it at night.
During naptime at home, I was trying to coax Alfee to sleep by buying some sympathy. I badly needed some rest so he had to sleep.
Me:... Mummy's not feeling well. You sleep with me, ok? Hug hug sleep...
Alfee: Ok…
Me:... Mummy's not feeling well. You sleep with me, ok? Hug hug sleep...
Alfee: Ok…
(1.5 hrs later, he woke up and placed his hand on my face)
Alfee: Mummy, you feeling better? Do you still want to sleep? I want to get up…
Fortunately for me, I did feel better after an hour of sleep. Still, I wish I could rest a little more.
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