Baby Duck Parade: mindfulness and story for your bedtime routine

Baby Duck Parade: mindfulness and story for your bedtime routine


Hello Ahway Islanders. Thank you for all
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Come see us @AhwayIsland. That’s A…H…W…A…Y… I…S…L…A…N…D. We want to help as many kids as possible relax and sleep, and you can help. Please share @AhwayIsland with your friends and family. Thanks for helping us spread the word. Now, on with relaxing. Hello everyone. Welcome back to Cozy Corner Podcast. Have you been taking your deep dragon breaths? They’re so relaxing. Now, let’s see if you have everything you want for our story today. Are the lights in your room dim or off? Do you have your favorite blanket or
listening buddy? Before we begin our story let’s relax. First, set your listening buddy to your side and let’s take three deep dragon breaths. Breathe in through your nose filling up your chest and belly, and then out, pretending
you’re breathing fire. Ready? Okay. Deep breath, in and out. Again, deep breath in and out. Last one, fill up your chest and belly, deep breath, in and out. Today you are going to think about how
your body feels in earth. It is all pretend, so you are very safe. You will start by thinking about your feet, slowly move up to your head, and end with
thinking about your entire body. Now, let’s find your earth. It is a warm and cozy beach. The sun is shining on the sand causing each grain to sparkle. You sit down in the soft warm sand. The sand hugs you as you lie back on the cozy beach. Think about and focus on your feet. You place your feet in the sand. Do you feel the soft grains slip in between your toes, gently rubbing your feet? Does the warm sand tickle the bottom of
your feet? Let the sand hug your feet and
breathe like a dragon, in and out. Next, think about your legs. How do they feel? Let the sand support them. Sand surrounds and hugs your legs tight. You feel a comforting squeeze from the kind earth. The warmth of the beach draws you
in deeper. Now, focus on your back. How does it feel? Relax down into the sand and breathe
like a dragon, in and out. The soft beach supports you and gives you a big teddy bear hug as you lie back slowly. How do your hands feel? Your hand is open with your fingers spread out allowing the grains of sand to fall between them. Your hands relax and sink down into the safe warm sand. Now, think about your arms. How do they feel? Let the sand gently surround your arms as they sink slowly down. Focus on your shoulders. Let them settle down into the warm sand,
and breathe like a dragon, in and out. The beach will hold your shoulders gently
and give you a nice cozy hug. Think about your neck. Is it long and loose? Feel the sand support your head like a pillow as you lie back on the cozy beach. Notice and enjoy the feeling of comfort and relaxation, as the sand gently warms and
cushions your head, loosening your jaw and your forehead. The soft breeze
circles your face and you relax even more. Warm sand covers your feet, legs, back, hands, arms, shoulders, and neck like a cozy blanket. Relax and feel the earth hug you tightly. As you continue to relax in the cozy warm sand let’s take three more deep dragon breaths. Deep breath, in and out, Breathing in through your nose, and
breathing fire out of your mouth. Again, deep breath, in and out. Last one, fill up your chest and belly. Deep breath, in and out. Great job everyone. I hope you are tucked in nice and cozy. Okay, I think we’re ready to begin our story. Our story today is “Baby Duck Parade.” The morning air was filled with music as the birds all sang their favorite melodies. Then there was a quack, and another quack. Soon a chorus of quacks filled the air.
Mabel and Magnus duck were ready to lead their ducklings over to the pond for a
swim. The seven little ducks lined up behind their mama and waddled back and
forth, eager to get started. Mabel and Magnus smiled proudly at the
fuzzy yellow ducklings and began to lead the way. The ducks waddled away from the bush that sheltered their nest and out towards the pond. Mama Mabel was at the front of the line, and Papa Magnus counted… one, two, three, four, five, six, and seven, making sure all the little ducks were there before
taking his place at the end of the line. The little ducks walked through the
grass. The warm sun shined down on their backs. The ducklings were beginning to feel a little hot. Up ahead there was something different. There was a dark opening. The ducks could feel the coolness as they waddled closer. It was a bridge, and the little ducks were heading under it. The ducks and ducklings took a
deep breath, in and out, as they enjoyed the chill of the air in
the short tunnel. Before long they had passed through the tunnel. Papa counted
one, two, three, four, five, six, and seven. All the little ducks had made it under the bridge. Now they were back in the glistening sun. A clump of tall grasses swayed back and forth, back and forth, tickling the ducklings as they passed by.
Up ahead, there was something different. It was flat and smooth, with no grass on it. The ducks could see grass growing on the
other side. Mama Mabel waddled
up to the edge and looked both ways. She could hear a rumble, then a whoosh. A bicycle zipped by the ducks and ducklings, stirring their feathers with the breeze. Mabel and Magnus quacked to tell their babies everything was okay.
Once it seemed quiet Magnus waddled out onto the bike path,
and checked for more bikes. When he saw it was safe, he encouraged Mabel and the
fuzzy yellow ducklings to cross the bike path. Papa counted one, two, three, four,
five, six, and seven. Everyone had made it over the bike path
and was safe on the soft green grass. Tall grasses stood on the route to the pond. Mabel stepped carefully, flattening the grass so that
the little ducklings could follow her. Every so often she would hear a giggle, as the fluffy end of the grass tickled a tummy. Papa Magnus gave the little ducklings encouraging nudges to keep them moving. The ducks waddled on, when they noticed that up ahead there was something different. It was a great big rock with craggily edges. The rock was almost like a wall. Mabel quacked to tell the little ducklings it was time to pay
attention, and she wiggled up next to the rock, and turned slowly. She waddled
around the rock and the little ducklings followed closely. From above, it looked as if a fuzzy yellow ring was hugging the rock as the ducks went around it. Papa
Magnus followed and after every duck was around the rock he counted again, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven. The baby duck parade continued through the tall grass.
The ground began to feel more and more slippery and soft. Mud squished up
between their feet, soothing the ducks on their journey. The fuzzy little ducks cooed, enjoying the feel of the mud on their feet. Then they noticed something. Up ahead,
there was something different. It was a hollow log. Mabel ducked her head as she stepped onto it. The old wood was soft under her feet. Mama duck knew it was safe, and quacked for the babies to follow. The duck parade continued through the old hollowed-out log. When they reached the end Magnus counted, one, two, three, four, five, six, and
seven. They were all there. The tall grass fell into clumps and the soft green grass returned with a little extra squish from the wet ground. Every step
moistened the feet of the little ducks. They waddled back and forth, back and forth. The ducklings at the end of the parade occasionally peeked to see what was
coming. Up ahead, there was something different. It was big and blue and filled with water. the ducklings had reached the pond. Mama Mabel gracefully entered the pond then smiled, and quacked, encouraging her fuzzy little ducklings to come. Splash, splash, splash, Papa Magnus counted one, two, three, four, five, six, and seven. All the little ducks
were in the pond swimming and diving. Some just peeked under the surface of
the water their, tails standing up in the air. Soon, all the excitement began to
tire out those little ducklings. One by one the fuzzy little ducks yawned and stretched. And tucked their beaks under a wing, ready for a nap. The ducklings coasted together forming a cozy fuzzy
yellow island on the pond. As they watched their ducklings Mama and Papa
thought of all they had to be grateful for. Mabel was grateful they had made the
journey safely. Magnus was happy to have his family together enjoying the pond. Both ducks were thankful for each of the beautiful baby ducks. Mama and Papa duck closed their eyes, gave each other a big hug with their wings, and then relaxed. They took a deep breath, in and out. Magnus and Mabel took another breath, in
and out. Then one more deep breath, in and out. Their minds quieted and all the ducks
fell asleep, smiling as they enjoyed the gentle rock of the water in the pool.

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