Ben, Sam and Max have a big blue hat. They wear it like a tent. They crawl in. They giggle. "Mine," says Ben. "No, mine," says Sam. "I like," says Max. They all tug. The hat pops up. Boing! The hat goes on a ball. The ball rolls. The boys clap. The ball rolls slow. The hat wiggles. The hat is a home, a car, a boat. The boys sing a small song. La la. La la.
They find a soft sock. It is a long, long sock. They use it as a snake. The sock wiggles. "Hiss," says Ben and he laughs. Sam makes a silly face. Max blows a kiss. The snake sock is a rope now. They pull. Pull. Pull. The room is their ship. The ship rocks. The boys sway. They yawn a bit. They yawn a bit more.
A small cloud pillow floats by. It is fluffy. It tickles a cheek. "Tickle," says Sam. They giggle and giggle. A toy drum goes boom, boom. Boom, boom. They tap soft hands. Tap. Tap. Tap. The drum drifts by like a moon. The moon is a night light. The light is warm.
Mom comes close. She hums a soft hum. She wraps the hat like a warm hug. "Time to rest," she says. Ben blinks. Sam blinks. Max blinks. Their eyes get slow. They hold hands. The hat is a nest. The sock is a small snake that sleeps. The drum is a soft heart beat. The room is calm. The song is low. La—la—la.
They sink in soft fluff. Ben dreams of a hat that is a cloud. Sam dreams of a sock that is a kite. Max dreams of a ball that is a moon. They breathe slow. They sleep.
Gentle play brings calm hugs and sweet rest.
