Eva's+Snapshot+Memory

I was 5 when the earliest memory of my mom tucking me in at night occurred. I would go to my room, pull down the covers, and lie there. Then, in about a minute, my mom would come in and pull the covers up to my neck. Next, she would go over to my bookshelf and say "Which one?" I would always choose quickly, or I would have one hidden under my pillow. If the story was short enough, she would ask if I wanted another one. I would always enthusiastically say "Yes!" Then, with a smile on my face, I would sit back and listen. At the end of the story, I would always beg for one more, but I never did win. Right before she left the room, she gave me a kiss and a hug.Then, she did something that not every parent did. I had a piece of paper taped fight by my light switch that said "Dream Chart" on it. Then, she would kiss her hand and stick it on (the kiss) on the paper and said "Good or Bad, Happy or Sad, Sleep Tight." Then, the next morning, if I had a bad dream, she would promise to read me an extra story that night. If I had a goood dream, she would give me a hug and say something like "That's my Eva, always thinking happy thoughts. When, or if, I ever, have a kid, I will do the same thing that my mom always did.