Bedtime Routines

...Do you know one of the things I miss the most about having little ones int he house?  Bedtime!...No, not the " Boy I can't wait til the kids are in bed time"..but the time spent snuggling with my boys... a sippy cup of milk and a favorite blanket..bedtime story books and little songs sung while we rocked.

 ..so many times their favorite stories were the ones I just told... with out a book without pictures... ones they could help me tell..

  I got that from my Dad.  He was the king of bedtime.. Tucked in my bed he would sit and tell me stories... not from books...but re- tellings of stories... in his voice... with his characters.  My favorite were Just SO Stories by Rudyard Kipling  he always would follow up with how God actually made the animals and leopard spots and tortoise shells... it was the absolute best time..

  But the highlight was my song... the one that sung me to sleep every night...

it was  great being a Daddy's Girl!

 
  Tonight is dinner at Bogarts with friends.. I love Bogarts and I love these friends... we were so happy to get the invite out of the blue!  As a treat their son will be providing the accompaniment.  Matthew is an excellent pianist.

  Gearing up for our big 4th of July bash... family , friends, foods, fireworks...

Off to pretty myself up for my love... pray for the troops... hug your dads and have a fine day all day long!

P.S.  Enjoy the song!

And you're Daddy's Little Girl
You're the end of the rainbow
My Pot of Gold
You're Daddy's Little Girl to have and hold
A precious gem is what you are
You're Mommy's Bright and shining star.

You're the spirit of Christmas
My star on the tree
You're the Easter Bunny to Mommy and me.

You're sugar
You're spice
You're everything nice
and you're Daddy's Little Girl.

You're the end of the rainbow
My Pot of Gold
You're Daddy's Little Girl to have and hold
A precious gem is what you are
You're Mommy's Bright and shining star.

You're the spirit of Christmas
My star on the tree
You're the Easter Bunny to Mommy and me
You're sugar
You're spice
You're everything nice
and you're Daddy's Little Girl.