We sing songs, we read books, we say our prayers.
Why, after a harrowing day that includes several "teachable moments", windblown hair, and sticky messes ... why do we end it curled up in bed with a book?
(Especially when you can just climb into bed yourself and go to bed on your own?)
Because despite the day, whether it was good or bad or somewhere in between, you are still mine.
This is our time of redemption.
I love you.
No matter what.
We end the day with the things that are true, the things that matter: Love, forgiveness, quality time. We will end the day together because these are the things I want to linger in your mind as you close your eyes and fall asleep.
(Even if you are sent back to bed a few times before actually falling asleep ...)
I want to cover you with security that is warmer than your blankets. You are worthy, loved, and I enjoy you. Remember that, as I tuck you in and kiss your head. My singing might be a little flat if I'm tired, I might "accidentally" skip a few words in your book, and the prayers might be short ... but we will still do them, because they matter.
Because you matter.
And I love you.
To the moon and back.
Good night, sleep tight.