Bedtime tonight...

was nothing extra special, but I had an insight that bedtimes wont be like this forever.  That made me miss my little boys...and they are still little.

So a couple random things to remember:

I was going in to tuck them in and Baby Benjamin followed me in and then grunted that he wanted up. I just like him.  That's all.

I told them about the time Jesus came to the Nephites and had compassion on them and blessed them.  Isaac said, "I wanna see Jesus.  When can I see Jesus?" Then it was Seth's turn to pray.  It went something like this:
Heavenly Father,
Fank dee dat Jesus had compassion.
Fank dee dat Jesus served Heavenly Father.
Fank dee dat Jesus used the power.
(Mom) Please help me be compassionate like Jesus.
Please help me be compassionate like Jesus. (directed to mom) No mom.  I wanna do it by myself.
(Mom in a shushed voice) Okay.  Sorry.
Fank de dat my dad can baptize me when I am four in the church.
(Mom) When you're eight.
No. Four.
In the name of Jesus Christ, amen.

Boys tucked. (whew)
Boys untucked.

...and in my room, where I was.  Isaac says, "You wanna know why we always want you to tuck us and not dad?"
"Yeah.  Why?"
"Cause you snuggle us and dad doesn't."
(laughing) "Oh.  I'll remind dad to snuggle you.  Now go to bed."
Seth pipes up, "Mom, you dont tell us to go to bed.  Dad does."
"Well that's because dad knows what's best for you.  Now go to bed."

Benjamin just scurried after me when I left.  Like he knows that his spot is always right next to me.  I just like him.  That's all.

Boys in bed.
Boys out of bed.

We discuss...whatever.  And I am threatening to go berzerko if the dont go to bed.

At work they call E the hammer.  I guess he is the hammer at home too.  He more often put our little gentlemen to bed, brushes their teeth, says prayer, evidently he doesn't snuggle.  But night time routines are much easier when he is home.  It's like I know his spot is always best when it is right next to me. I just like him.  That's all.

Now I might get to go snuggle f I am lucky.