Rhymes Legacy: Pyra's Toddlerhood. Long, long nights.

"Better get some more food so I can make sandwiches!" Chris thought as he went on a morning jog.

He arrived at the store and had to wait for a fat guy to move out of the way.

Little Pyra loved her block toy. Eventually I had to tear her away from it, she was so tired.

"Pyra darling, you are practically asleep standing up! It's time for beddy-bie!" I said, tickling the tired tot.

She looked up at me with annoyance, she didn't want to go to sleep.

But as I walked away, she collapsed, exhausted from a day of play.

Chris arrived home from his walk, and we crawled into bed.

"WAAAAAAAAAAH!" Pyra shrieked. She had experienced many nightmares as a child and this one was terrible. I had to get up and comfort her.

"It's okay, Py. Mommy's here." I said, picking up the whimpering child.

When she seemed calmed down I put her back in the crib, and although reluctant to be let go of, she didn't cry anymore.

But she didn't go back to sleep either.

Suddenly I didn't feel sleepy. I quietly went outside as not to wake Christopher and I began fiddling around with some scrap. That's when I noticed that I was all out!

I hoped that Chris wouldn't mind me leaving him with Pyra for a while.

I hate to admit it, but I rather like the junkyard. Although it is mighty dirty, it is a great place to find used furniture and to collect scrap. I found several chairs, a grill, and a computer! I sold all of these items because I really had no use for any of them, and I needed the money to make room for our family.

It turns out that Chris was experiencing insomnia as well. When I arrived home he was teaching Pyra to walk. The sight filled my heart with joy and I decided right there and then that Pyra would not be an only child. She needed a brother or sister to share her feelings with, and to teach them like how her father and I taught her.

"Chris, what do you think about having another baby? Right now?" I asked him after we had finally tired of playing with Pyra in the dark. "Well... if this cheap old bed can take it." He joked. "Sure!" Chris was a great husband. I am so glad that he liked children.

The hearts and the telltale sound of the lullaby filled the air, as Pyra slept peacefully in her crib.

The next morning I was awoken by painful nauseousness. Not to my surprise, I puked. The baby was there all right!

I noticed how little toys Pyra had. I looked at the bill and cringed. Pyra's birthday was coming up and there was no way I was going to afford a present. But on the workbench I caught sight of a piece of scrap that looked a bit like an animal. "Could I make a toy for Pyra?" I thought. I got to work immediately.

I had just completed the toy when I heard a small gasp behind me. Pyra had woken up a sleepy Christopher had let her out of her crib. "Ca!" She said, pointing at the toy. "CA!" I laughed and handed her the wind-up cow. She loved it. It mooed when she shook it about and that made her giggle and shriek with glee.

I was gazing at Pyra with love when all of the sudden- BUMP! My belly bump had come!

After telling Chris the news, I re-read the pregnancy book that had helped me so much during my pregnancy with Pyra.

Chris was helpful as usual and made sure that Pyra knew how to walk and talk before she turned into a child.

"Happy birthday Pyra!" I shouted as Chris helped Py to blow out the candles on her cake. I hadn't met any friends yet, and most of Chris's friends had drifted away, so it was just us celebrating Pyra's birth.