Tidying up Children's Minds

We just finnished listening to Peter Pan by J.M Barrie today. We listened to the first 10 min of it maybe 5 times because Clara liked hearing the beautiful music that lead up to the words and Micheal throughing a fit about his bath. I enjoyed hearing a certain part that I would like to share about mothers.

Mrs. Darling first heard of Peter when she was tidying up her children's minds. It is the nightly custom of every good mother after her children are asleep to rummage in their minds and put things straight for the next morning, repacking into their proper places the many articles that have wandered during the day. If you could keep awake (but of course you can't) you would see your own mother doing this and you would find it very interesting to watch her. It is quite like tidying up drawers. You would see her on her knees, I expect, lingering humorously over some of your contents, wondering where on earth you had picked this thing up, making discoveries sweet and not so sweet, pressing this to her cheek as if it were as nice as a kitten, and hurriedly stowing that out of sight. When you are awake in the morning, the naughtiness and evil passions with which you went to bed have been folded up small and placed at the bottom of your mind, and on the top, beautifully aired, are spread out your prettier thoughts, ready for you to put on.

I do that exact thing.

I like how John holds on to Chester the horses ears. I enjoy wrapping babies up.