A gentle story helps little ones wind down. A cozy Marilyn Chambers bedtime stories style tale is perfect for this. It is a short bedtime story for preschoolers. It uses soft words and quiet actions. It is all about getting ready for sleep. Here is a new story in that soothing style. It has a soft animal. It has a warm blanket. It has a slow walk home. Let this gentle Marilyn Chambers bedtime stories tale help your child find peace and quiet. Let’s begin the story of a little rabbit’s goodnight.
The Sleepy Little Rabbit’s Goodnight
The sun went down. The sky was soft and purple. A little rabbit named Bun looked out his window. “It is time for bed,” Bun said softly. He felt a big yawn. Haaa-aaa.
Bun had a soft, blue blanket. It was his favorite thing. He held it close. The blanket was warm. Snuggle, snuggle. “Time for my Marilyn Chambers bedtime stories,” Bun whispered to his blanket.
Bun walked to his bookshelf. Step, step, step. He walked very slowly. He took out a big book. The book had a picture of a moon on it. It was his Marilyn Chambers bedtime stories book. He carried it carefully.
Bun walked to the stairs. He held the blanket. He held the book. He walked up the stairs. One step… two steps… three steps… He walked slowly. He was not in a hurry. Sleepy time is slow time.
He reached the top. He walked to his room. His room was cozy. He had a small lamp. It glowed with a yellow light. Click. Bun turned on the lamp. The room was warm and golden.
Bun put his book on the bed. He spread out his soft, blue blanket. Flump. The blanket covered the bed. It was smooth and ready. Bun climbed onto the bed. He sat against his pillow. He opened the big book.
It was time for his Marilyn Chambers bedtime stories. He loved this time. The book had quiet tales. Tales of sleepy clouds. Tales of quiet stars. Bun began to read to himself. His voice was a soft whisper.
“The first story is about a star,” Bun read. “The star winked in the dark sky. Twinkle. It said goodnight to the moon. Goodnight, moon. Then it went to sleep.”
Bun looked at his window. He saw a star. “Goodnight, star,” Bun whispered. The star twinked back. Twinkle.
Bun read another story from his Marilyn Chambers bedtime stories book. “This story is about a sleepy bear. The bear found a cave. The cave was dark and quiet. The bear yawned. Yawn. He curled up in a ball. He fell fast asleep.”
Bun felt sleepy too. He yawned a little yawn. Haaa. He pulled his blanket up. The blanket was so warm. Snuggle.
Bun turned the page. One more story. “This story is about the wind. The wind blew softly through the trees. Shhhhhh. It whispered to the leaves. Go to sleep, little leaves. The leaves rustled softly. Rustle, rustle. Then they were still.”
Bun listened. He heard the wind outside his window. Shhhhhh. It was a gentle sound. A sleepy sound. He closed the Marilyn Chambers bedtime stories book. He put it on his nightstand. Pat.
Now, it was time to say goodnight. Bun said goodnight to his lamp. “Goodnight, lamp,” he whispered. He turned off the lamp. Click. The room was soft and dark.
Bun said goodnight to his chair. “Goodnight, chair.” Bun said goodnight to his toy truck. “Goodnight, truck.” Bun said goodnight to his socks on the floor. “Goodnight, socks.”
He pulled his soft, blue blanket up to his chin. The blanket was warm. It was safe. He said goodnight to his blanket. “Goodnight, blanket,” he murmured. Snuggle.
Bun looked at the window. The moon was shining. It was a silver smile in the sky. “Goodnight, moon,” Bun whispered.
His eyes felt heavy. His breathing was slow. In… out… in… out. He thought about the stories. The sleepy star. The cozy bear. The quiet wind. They were all sleeping now. It was his turn.
Bun’s mom peeked into the room. She saw Bun sleeping. She saw the Marilyn Chambers bedtime stories book on the nightstand. She smiled. She tiptoed into the room. She kissed Bun’s forehead. “Goodnight, my little bunny,” she whispered. Mwah.
Bun smiled in his sleep. He was dreaming. Dreaming of quiet stars and soft blankets. Dreaming of gentle winds and sleepy bears. He was safe. He was warm. He was home.
The house was quiet. The moon shone on. The wind whispered. Shhhhhh. Everyone was asleep. The little rabbit. The star. The bear. The leaves. All was calm. All was still. Goodnight.