Kids, guess what time it is… Yeah, it’s storytime!

polyglotplatypus:

So, I was just babysitting these two kids (a brother and a sister, aged 8 and 7) and the girl was too excited to sleep. She’s afraid of nightmares, so she tries to imagine her dreams before going to sleep in order to have them. Of course, that doesn’t really work for her.

Then, she asked me if the Sandman was going to come to help her go to sleep.
“Of course”, I said, “but if you’re too excited, you’ll move so much that the sand won’t go into your eyes properly and you’ll have weird nightmares instead of nice dreams.”
“What does a nice dream look like?” she asked. So I started describing the ‘dream world’ to her.
“It’s like a desert, endlessly filled with sand. The sky has nice shades of red, orange and warm yellow.”
“So, like a sunset?”
“Not exactly. The sun isn’t setting, it simply constitutes the entirety of the sky. It’s like everything is the sun.”
“And the sand?”

“The surface of the desert is smooth, the golden sand is soft and you can see the sunlight reflecting on it. The desert is filled with a soothing, white and orange light. The air is warm, but it’s unlike the heat of a heavy summer. It feels like there’s a giant invisible blanket on you, and it’s exactly the right temperature.
You can hear the faint sound of wind go through the desert. It’s very calming and when you focus a little on it, you can feel your mind slowly but surely go calm.”

I stopped talking. The girl wasn’t asking any more questions. For a few dozens of seconds, I could only hear everyone’s breathing in room.
Then, she finally broke the silence:
“…Are you the Sandman?” she asked, her eyes sparkling at the idea that someone who knew the dreamworld so well couldn’t be anyone else.
“I- I can’t answer that question.” I answered.
Excitedly, she gave the mattress above her a few fake punches and whispered to her brother: “Oh my god! Côme, I can’t believe we just met the Sandman! Now we know who it is!”
Then she looked at me, went still and whispered to herself “oh, right, I shouldn’t get too excited if I want to sleep well.“ “Good night Adrien!” she said out loud
Her older brother mumbled under his blanket “Good night Sandman.”

I’ve been babysitting these kids for 3 years, and now they’re persuaded that I’m the Sandman.

2 years ago / 634 
#thats so cute wow 
via: polyglotplatypus
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