It wasn't always like this though. We have been through many struggles during bedtime. From getting to sleep in his own crib when he was an infant, to learning how to stay in his big boy bed and go to sleep. But we have made it through all of that to get to a point where I look forward to bedtime. Not only because it means I finally get a little bit of Mommy time before his little sister wakes up, but because it is just him and I spending some quiet time together.
I love when he runs up the stairs after he has decided which moose he is going to take to bed with him that night (they are identical by the way so I can wash one if it gets too gross and he can still have one) and he squeals with delight knowing that I am right behind him. He runs into our room (yes our room, he starts out in our bed, then I carry him back to his before we go to bed and then he comes back to our bed around 2:00am) he hurls himself onto the bed and says "book, book, book" repeatedly, until I have chosen a book to read that night. I climb in beside him and he curls up nice and close beside me so he can see the pictures. And we just sit there, just him and I and nothing else exists at that point and time.
When I am done I climb out of our bed and get my kiss goodnight from him. He pulls the blankets up nice and high so the only thing you can see is his face and his moose right beside him. I walk out the door and stop and turn and say "night nights Logan" and I stand there for a minute and listen carefully for the quiet voice "night nights Mama" and my day is complete!
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