Tonight was the smoothest bedtime ever. EVER.
I’m afraid if I don’t write about it immediately, the children will wake and I will have lost this precious, glorious moment forever.
This is what happened:
I took the girls upstairs after dinner and put them in bath. They splashed around until they’d successfully transplanted a majority of the water out of the tub, then we bundled up in towels and trotted off to the nursery. We folded diapers, we played quietly. Around 7, I took Aliza-berry in the other room to try and nurse her down: fail. I brought her back to the nursery and we read for a while. At 7:30 I dosed the big girl with a homeopathic sleep aid, turned off the light, and we kept reading. Aliza-berry wanted to nurse again, so I nursed her and she fell asleep. I went and put her to sleep in her co-sleeper, then went back to the nursery and talked with Adelaide in the dark until she dropped off. We prayed, I sang a little, I hummed a little, I patted her arm.
And now, this night of a lifetime can be preserved forever.