The Sweetest Time

I really want to get back to posting more often, so here's a quickie for practice.

My favorite time of night is actually bedtime, and not because Dylan goes to sleep.  It's how it all goes down.

We go into the nursery with a low light on. We sit in the rocker/recliner, Dylan in my lap. I hold the bottle with one hand and he holds onto my fingers while I turn the pages of Llama, Llama NightyNight or Goodnight Moon with my other hand.

After a few read-throughs, I turn off the light so only the night light is on (stars on the ceiling). I sing a lullaby, currently Christmas songs, while Dylan finishes eating.

At some point he decides he's done and turns himself over and snuggles in to go to sleep. This is my favorite part. I know I need to transfer him to his crib soon, but I delay, smelling his hair. Thinking about how long he's getting, as he keeps turning his head to get a better position.  It's the sweetest most innocent time ever!

Sometimes he cries when I put him down, often not. And then he's off to dream-land!