My parents made sure there was a CD player in Fuller’s room so when he slept, he could listen to music to help relax. We used to do this for Fuller when he was younger but stopped when his CD player quit working. I guess Fuller doesn’t remember falling asleep to the sounds of Mozart, Enya, or Israel Kamakawiwo’ole because he was really interested in the machine as Damon set up the CD to play. The indiglo display acted like a night light and the numbers excited Fuller who called out, “Look Mommy! A number one! One!”

On our third night here we transferred Fuller to our room due to heat distribution in the house. Fuller’s room didn’t get enough of it and we had a space heater in ours. (My parents live in an older home. Gorgeous but drafty.)

When we brought Fuller into the room, we also brought the CD player. Fuller has figured out how to press the correct button to start the music, so we made it part of the nightly bed time routine.

In a fun parenting twist, the CD player has also served as an interesting wake up call for us. In the mornings, when Fuller has decided he is no longer sleeping, he reaches over and turns on the music. This lets us know Fuller is up and ready for the day.

Back in Chattanooga, Fuller just stays in bed and hollers for us to come open his door. I think I might be replacing his CD player to see if maybe, music can replace the morning demands. And if the music helps Fuller relax at night, I might be able to relax more in the morning.

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