One of my favorite parts of every day is that period before bedtime. No matter what kind of day it’s been. this is probably the best part of it. If it’s been a great day, it’s the greatest ending. If it’s been an awful day, it’s the greatest way to come back together and remind each other how much we love each other. If it’s been boring, this part is exciting. If it was chaotic, this part is mellow. It’s the best.
We put the baby to bed at seven and then the toddler gets our undivided
attention until he goes to bed at eight. We change his diaper and put him in his
pajamas. We brush his teeth and he picks out three books. One is for Mom to
read, one is for Dad to read, and one is for him to “read” to us. He flips
through the pages and he points out the items he already knows—ball,
doggie, dirt, cheese, tree—and he asks us
the names of items he doesn’t yet know—jackhammer, cantaloupe,
bowtie—while we all three snuggle up on the couch.
We finish our books and we fold our hands together and he tells us who is
going to say prayers that night. Sometimes it’s Mom, sometimes Dad, sometimes
And regardless of who is saying them, they always start the same way: “Dee…
Jee-suh… theck eyoo…” and then he neighs. Thank you for horses. Always.
Other things he’s been thankful for lately:
Peanut butter sandwiches
And I am thankful for him. What are YOU thankful for today?