Orange Spots?

At 2:30 this morning, Thane and I were having a conversation.

“Thane, are you okay?”

“Oh yes, Mama. I foine.”

“Can you go to sleep?”

“Oh, no, Mama . . . I don’t see . . . I don’t see . . . I don’t see . . .”

“What are you looking for?”

“I don’t see it. I don’t see. Orange spots.”

“You don’t see orange spots?”

“No, I don’t see. I don’t see orange spots on tummy.”

“Thaney, does your tummy hurt?” (Not uncommon with his allergies and intolerances)

“Yes, tummy hurt. I don’t see orange spots. Jammies.”

“Are your pajamas bothering you?” We have had to switch to L.L. Bean cotton footed pajamas as I can’t seem to find any other brand in a 4T, but they are very loose and he doesn’t like the change.

“No. I move. I move. Slide down. Slide down.”

“Lovey, it’s time for bed, will you please go to sleep.”

“Okay.”

He pulled his weighted blanket over his head and drifted off to sleep within a couple of minutes.

I, on the other hand, lay awake for about a half hour trying to figure out what on earth the orange spots were . . . and marveling at the fact that we’re having such conversations, even if I don’t fully get it!