As the big, bright sun began to dip low in the sky, little Barnaby Bear finished his quiet playtime. His blocks were stacked neatly, and his crayons were back in their box. He let out a little yawn. It was getting close to that special time of day.
Mama Bear peeked into his room with a soft smile. "Almost time for snuggles and sleep, little one," she whispered. Barnaby stretched his arms up high, like a tiny tree reaching for the sky, then padded softly out of his room.
First, Barnaby had a warm cup of milky milk. It was warm and comforting all the way down to his toes. Then, he wiggled into his soft, fuzzy pajamas. They felt like a gentle hug all over his body, readying him for sleepy time.
Next, it was time to find his very best friend, Mr. Floppy Bunny. Mr. Floppy Bunny had soft ears perfect for cuddling. Barnaby hugged Mr. Floppy close, feeling his own heart slow down into a gentle, steady beat.
Mama Bear settled into the big armchair with Barnaby and Mr. Floppy. She opened a simple picture book with quiet pages. Her voice was soft and low, like a gentle hum. They looked at pictures of sleepy moons and quiet stars and little animals finding their cozy beds.
When the last page was turned, Barnaby knew just what came next. He climbed into his own warm, soft bed. The covers felt like a cloud, wrapping him up in a warm, secure hug. Mr. Floppy Bunny snuggled right beside him.
Barnaby closed his eyes. He thought about the soft pajamas, the warm milk, the quiet story, and the cozy blanket. He felt so safe and so loved, tucked away in his little den. His body felt heavy and relaxed against the mattress.
He took a slow breath in, filling his tummy up like a balloon. Then he let the air out slowly, like a gentle breeze. He did it again, and again, breathing in quiet and breathing out wiggles.
Soon, his thoughts started to get floaty and dreamy. The room was dark and still. Only the softest moonlight peeked through the window, making sleepy patterns on the floor. Barnaby Bear felt himself drifting, drifting, drifting...
And with Mr. Floppy Bunny nestled close, and feeling perfectly safe and simple and sound, little Barnaby Bear drifted off into a quiet, peaceful sleep, ready for happy dreams.