A Bedtime (?) Story
Sir Laughs-A-Lot: A Sleepless Knight
Once there was a very tiny knight named ... I dunno ... "Dillon." He was loved and respected by all, and held in especially high esteem by his family. This was partially because of his wonderful sleep patterns, which included large segments of sleep during the nighttime hours. This, of course, delighted his parents to no end, and they were quite confident that they were doing a great job of raising this child.
There came a time when the tiny knight decided to shatter his parents' illusion. He stayed up. All. Night. Long. He cried when he was laid down in his tiny knight crib. He cried when he was rocked. He cried when he was held. He cried when he was fed.
Pretty soon, Dillon was not the only one crying.
By about 4:30, in the wee-hours of the morning, Dillon finally drifted off to sleep. He was cuddled sweetly up on his mama's chest and she was sure she was going to get to nap as well.
Little did she know, her little knight was going to have some very funny dreams. He laughed. And he laughed. Tiny little whimper laughs, complete with a big gummy smile.
Each little laugh jerked her from her slumber, so that the final result was a red-eyed, sleep-deprived mama holding a sleeping, but laughing, little roly-poly knight.
But it was the cutest sleepless night the mama had ever had, and she decided that having that tiny laughing boy was worth every minute.