okay, so a lot of times i don't *heart* bedtime when the boys are over-tired and crying and not listening to anything in their zombie-like way and i've reached the end of my proverbial rope. but a lot of times i really do love bedtime. it's the time of day when everybody's home and settling down together. i too often [so i'm told] dress the boys in their matching pj's because i can't help myself and everybody is clean and comfortable.
and tonight, me and all the boys are laying down in the boys' bed listening to enya and i've got one arm wrapped tightly around ikey's belly, placed exactly where he wants it, and my other arm twisted around holding jonah's hand. it's uncomfortable, but endearing. and jonah says to me, "mama, i love you all the way to the stars. that's way, way, way farther than the moon."
and tonight, me and all the boys are laying down in the boys' bed listening to enya and i've got one arm wrapped tightly around ikey's belly, placed exactly where he wants it, and my other arm twisted around holding jonah's hand. it's uncomfortable, but endearing. and jonah says to me, "mama, i love you all the way to the stars. that's way, way, way farther than the moon."paint the sky with stars - enya
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Oh that's cute, Faith! (I see I'm not the only one trying to twist my body in strange ways in order to share that last moment w/ the kiddos ;)
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