it is one of my favorite times of day.
we both lie in her bed, and i read words that weave into stories and pictures for her.
and i try to soak in every second of her being four.
shilo is done at seven p.m. every night. we lay her down, she goes to sleep (but not before pulling her oxygen off that she is still supposed to wear at night). we don't hear from her again until around eight a.m. no book reading for her. yet.
thank heaven, for little girls.