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Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

Grandma pushed through the doorway, holding her basket, and stepped over him. She clucked her tongue as if she were vexed with Buster, but Davy knew she spoiled him and didn't mind him enjoying the weather. She bustled out of the room briefly and returned empty-handed, Just in time for the kitchen timer to go off, it emitted its perky little chime, indicating that precisely an hour had passed.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

Grandma pushed through the doorway, holding her basket, and stepped over him. She clucked her tongue as if she were vexed with Buster, but Davy knew she spoiled him and didn't mind him enjoying the weather. She bustled out of the room briefly and returned empty-handed, Just in time for the kitchen timer to go off, it emitted its perky little chime, indicating that precisely an hour had passed.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

Grandma put on a padded mitt and opened the oven door. A mouth-watering scent of vanilla and cake flooded the kitchen, and Davy reflected briefly that it did actually smell even better than the outdoor breezes that had filled the room before. Grandma carefully pulled one of the loaf pans atop the range and patted it experimentally with her hand.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

Grandma put on a padded mitt and opened the oven door. A mouth-watering scent of vanilla and cake flooded the kitchen, and Davy reflected briefly that it did actually smell even better than the outdoor breezes that had filled the room before. Grandma carefully pulled one of the loaf pans atop the range and patted it experimentally with her hand.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

Grandma put on a padded mitt and opened the oven door. A mouth-watering scent of vanilla and cake flooded the kitchen, and Davy reflected briefly that it did actually smell even better than the outdoor breezes that had filled the room before. Grandma carefully pulled one of the loaf pans atop the range and patted it experimentally with her hand.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

She was like a baking clairvoyant channeling the soul of the pound cake. She evaluated briefly and then nodded without an ounce of doubt. These cakes were ready. She removed the second pan, shut the door, and turned off the oven. Davey knew what to do next. He ran to a long cupboard nearby and pulled out Grandma's cooling rack. Placing it on the table, he stood aside.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

She was like a baking clairvoyant channeling the soul of the pound cake. She evaluated briefly and then nodded without an ounce of doubt. These cakes were ready. She removed the second pan, shut the door, and turned off the oven. Davey knew what to do next. He ran to a long cupboard nearby and pulled out Grandma's cooling rack. Placing it on the table, he stood aside.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

She was like a baking clairvoyant channeling the soul of the pound cake. She evaluated briefly and then nodded without an ounce of doubt. These cakes were ready. She removed the second pan, shut the door, and turned off the oven. Davey knew what to do next. He ran to a long cupboard nearby and pulled out Grandma's cooling rack. Placing it on the table, he stood aside.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

Grandma wordlessly transferred the loaf pans to the cooling rack, where they would rest for a few minutes before the cakes were turned out of them. Hanging her oven mitt back on the hook, Grandma surveyed the kitchen with satisfaction. The Lone Ranger had ended, and now the radio was playing big band music, which was Grandma's usual preference.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

Grandma wordlessly transferred the loaf pans to the cooling rack, where they would rest for a few minutes before the cakes were turned out of them. Hanging her oven mitt back on the hook, Grandma surveyed the kitchen with satisfaction. The Lone Ranger had ended, and now the radio was playing big band music, which was Grandma's usual preference.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

Grandma wordlessly transferred the loaf pans to the cooling rack, where they would rest for a few minutes before the cakes were turned out of them. Hanging her oven mitt back on the hook, Grandma surveyed the kitchen with satisfaction. The Lone Ranger had ended, and now the radio was playing big band music, which was Grandma's usual preference.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

He watched with his chin in his hands as she hummed along. all the while fetching a cutting board and a pile of carrots. Pulling a vegetable peeler out of the drawer in her small kitchen work table, she held it out to him with a smile. "'Davey,' she said, "'my neighbor is under the weather.' Even in the summer, there's nothing better than a chicken soup to put a person right.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

He watched with his chin in his hands as she hummed along. all the while fetching a cutting board and a pile of carrots. Pulling a vegetable peeler out of the drawer in her small kitchen work table, she held it out to him with a smile. "'Davey,' she said, "'my neighbor is under the weather.' Even in the summer, there's nothing better than a chicken soup to put a person right.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

He watched with his chin in his hands as she hummed along. all the while fetching a cutting board and a pile of carrots. Pulling a vegetable peeler out of the drawer in her small kitchen work table, she held it out to him with a smile. "'Davey,' she said, "'my neighbor is under the weather.' Even in the summer, there's nothing better than a chicken soup to put a person right.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

He nodded in agreement. Grandma's soup was the best in the whole world. He loved eating it in any season. Davy wasn't allowed to use knives in the kitchen yet, but this was a task he could do. He came around to Grandma's side of the table and climbed up on the chair in front of her. Then he took the peeler from her hand and picked up a carrot.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

He nodded in agreement. Grandma's soup was the best in the whole world. He loved eating it in any season. Davy wasn't allowed to use knives in the kitchen yet, but this was a task he could do. He came around to Grandma's side of the table and climbed up on the chair in front of her. Then he took the peeler from her hand and picked up a carrot.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

He nodded in agreement. Grandma's soup was the best in the whole world. He loved eating it in any season. Davy wasn't allowed to use knives in the kitchen yet, but this was a task he could do. He came around to Grandma's side of the table and climbed up on the chair in front of her. Then he took the peeler from her hand and picked up a carrot.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

With an expression of the utmost concentration, he shaved a long ribbon of skin off it, watching the thin strip fall to the cutting board. Then he created an identical strip right next to the first, revealing clean, bright orange carrots underneath. Davey enjoyed this task.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

With an expression of the utmost concentration, he shaved a long ribbon of skin off it, watching the thin strip fall to the cutting board. Then he created an identical strip right next to the first, revealing clean, bright orange carrots underneath. Davey enjoyed this task.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories
Grandma Hattie’s Kitchen

With an expression of the utmost concentration, he shaved a long ribbon of skin off it, watching the thin strip fall to the cutting board. Then he created an identical strip right next to the first, revealing clean, bright orange carrots underneath. Davey enjoyed this task.