She pulled the blue comforter up to her son's chin, making sure he was nicely tucked in. The four year old stared up at his mother, his large blues eyes mimicking hers. She kissed his forehead and mussed his vivid blond hair.
"Mama, can I hear about wonderland?" The little boy asked his mother innocently, as he did every night. Alice smiled, it had been a very long time since she thought of Wonderland but since she had her son she found herself describing it every day.
"Of course darling," she smiled at her son, who beamed back to her. "It's a wonderful place, being called Wonderland- full of talking flowers, disappearing cats, angry queens, and-"
"The Cheshire cat!" the little boy cut in excitedly. He gripped his plush cat with all his strength, while the resident house cat slept soundly in the living room- having become wary of the little boy's bedtime stories.
"Yes, the cheshire cat!" Alice looked tentatively at her son, whose eyes started to droop and couldn't quite cover his yawn. "He is a marvelous creature, friendly and mysterious-"
"And the Hatter!" This time the little boy's interjection was not as boisterous.
"Oh the Hatter! He is a funny little fellow, loves his tea- very much like you," Alice poked the boy's nose. "But we cannot forget the white rabbit of course! If it was not for him I would have no story to tell you."
Alice paused and looked down, her little boy snoring lightly- looking like an angel in his sleep. She smiled and kissed his forehead, placing a stuffed rabbit beside the little boy's cat. She had no doubt that that night, two blond blue-eyed Liddells would be visiting Wonderland.