my fav time of day.

They're so lucky that bedtime exists.

I love that you love them again

almost enough to wake them up for a snug

5 minutes after they go to bed.

I worship that little bum in the air,

those crossed ankles,

those arms hugging that giraffe,

that chubby tummy for sleeping,

his big head shoved in the corner,

that whispy, unfortunate hair like mine,

those out of season Halloween bat pj's,

those pinchable toes worn out from jumping all day and

most of all those long eyelashes and

big eyeballs that won't open again for at least 10 hours.