dear mothers...

sunday night. the clock hit 8pm. bedtime for two children. we entered emma's room to begin our evening routine.

we ditched it.

instead we laid on the floor. in a row. close as sardines. we giggled. we hugged. i melted when i heard eli tell emma, "trust me, you don't need to cry going to bed tonight." we shared a moment.

the children finally got to bed close to 9:30pm.

i'm not much of a routine kind of mother. i do what i feel. tonight i felt like ditching the clock and enjoying my children.

the gift of an ordinary day.