Fractured bedtime

After rushing through KLIA2 after my plane landed more than an hour late, and then getting a train into Kuala Lumpur and not getting to bed until 2 this morning, I was quite tired, but I was happy to get home and see the family. It was my turn to put the girls to bed.
Every night, La Serpiente demands to cuddle up to me, resting her head on my arm and hugging my body. Destroyer, being more standoffish, occasionally wants to grab my arm but otherwise just rolls herself into the corner.

This evening though, La Serpiente told me she wanted me to go out of the room, and she didn’t want my arm near her any more. Is this the end of bedtime cuddles? I knew one day this would come, but I never thought it would be so soon.

Meanwhile Destroyer was hard to get to sleep, several times starting to cry for her mother, saying she was scared of the dark, that her hair was uncomfortable, that she wanted to get up. It took me a full hour to persuade her to sleep, finishing just before a huge lightning storm began. (La Serpiente was down in a trice after she’d finished complaining about her father.)

My wife was out buying groceries and getting caught in the rain, so I lay on the sofa and tried to catch up with news. Having hardly slept since yesterday I’m not the sharpest tool in the box right now. I’ll just go to sleep myself and mourn my children’s relinquished affections

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