There are so many nights. So many. Where I just can not wait until bed time. Can not wait for a little peace and quite. To do some 'mommy' things, clean up my wrecked house, read a book, spend time with my husband, etc. So many nights I speed up bedtime, hanging on by a thread, so worn out by the day just ready to flop in front of the TV or the computer and veg for a little while.
But not tonight.
Both girls are sleeping, I actually have time to be alone, and I don't want it.
I just want to hold them. Rock them. Cover them with love and kisses. They are so precious. I am so lucky.