Generally when it's time for Shane to go to sleep I lay down, cuddle him up tight, sing and rock, and pat him and say "shh" if he starts talking. Ideally he goes to sleep pretty quickly. I generally sing him a mix of hymns and Sunday school songs, and he sings too, or sings alone if I don't sing to him. It's precious.
Last night though, he turned the tables on me. He scooted up the pillow until my head was at his chest and wrapped his blankie around between us. Then he wrapped his little arms around my head and neck and shooshed me while he patted me with his chunky little man hands and sang me a song. I just about died of the sweetness!
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Suzanne Hines | The glorious mundane of a wife, soon-to-be-mom, aspiring cook, and follower of Christ
13 hours ago