Bedtime at our house is more than a specific hour of the day.
- song singing
- hug giving
- “I love you” saying
Those “I love you’s” follow me out of the room. It sounds like an old episode of the Waltons as the eight-year-old calls out to her dad, then loud whispers ensue as our girls bid each other good night.
And as welcome as the quiet is when the noise dies down, I know that some day, silence is all that will be left.
So I’ll call back just one more time….
I love you, and good night.