Ever since he learned to talk, Carter has made some of the most interesting observations about the world and found fabulous ways to describe them. Our favorite is something he said when he was 3. He talked about the “blue dark”, which he said was different from “black dark”. Blue dark is, of course, twilight, and black dark is the full dark. That has stuck in our family language and is likely here to stay.
This morning, he was describing the feeling of going to sleep early this morning after he woke suddenly. This is not an unusual conversation; a kid with insomnia frequently needs to talk about sleep and waking. He told me that he “sank to sleep”, which he said was funny because usually he just falls asleep. I instantly knew exactly what he meant and that he’d tumbled on another perfect descriptor.
Perhaps he will be a poet?