On Night Lights and Living Vicariously through my 3 Year Old

As a parent, you learn new things every day. Some you learn through research and experience, while others you just sort of stumble across by pure chance. It was during one of these epiphanies that I realized something ridiculously obvious: childhood is just an endless stream of ‘phases’ stuck together in a haphazard manner.

Kids are perpetually going through ‘phases’ and if it’s not one thing, it’s the other. Telling yourself that it’s ‘just a phase’ is all well and good till you realize that even if this particular phase ends soon, another will inevitably take it’s place and the cycle will start all over again.

So lately, Lilly has been going through a ‘fear of the dark’ phase, which to be honest really took me by surprise. I know of course that many kids are afraid of the dark and it’s practically to be expected, but Lilly really used to not have a problem with it. Heck, she refused to sleep unless all the lights were off! Now though? She refuses to go to bed unless there’s a light on and I stay with her till she falls asleep.

So to save my sanity (or whatever’s left of it at least), I decided it was time for a night light. I used to love night lights as a kid, and my inner child practically squeaked at the idea of going night light shopping again.

Isn’t it just the prettiest thing ever? Lilly simply adores her new night light, but honestly, I think I’m even more in love with it than she is.

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