Most of the nights I’m not hosting trivia (and sometimes, even when I am), I end up putting Miles to bed. While I’ve written in the past that this process consists of at least two books and one story (which are not the same things), something I’ve touched on a little less is Miles’s other ritual.
As he’s falling asleep, I usually lie down next to him. Sometimes we chat a little, sometimes he demands a back rub. But when the time comes for me to leave, Miles always first tries to grab me and hold me in bed. After I tell him I need to go, he says, “Will you come back in a minute?”
“Of course,” I reply. “I always come back.” And it’s true; I always give him at least one check before I go to bed for the night.
“But I want you to come back for a minute a lot of times,” he counters.
“I will, I will,” I tell him.
Then comes the part that gets me every time. Miles will scoot over in his bed, usually bringing his back right to the edge, then pat the empty space on the bed next to him.
“When you come back,” he says, “you can sleep here.”
Sometimes I can’t help but take him up on that.