My Little Gentleman

At Isaiah's bedtime we follow a normal (not rigid) routine:

Daddy comes in and "scares" him, much to his hysterical delight...

Daddy sings him a song and gives and gets lots of lovin'...

Then Daddy passes him off to me...

I stand by his bed, holding him in my arms and singing to him while he gives me kisses or tries to pull out my barrette or turn my head in a complete circle...

I lay him down and say the same thing every night, "Night, night, Isaiah.  Mama loves you, and Daddy loves, now go to sleep and sleep all night."  And if he's being particularly cuddly and I haven't actually laid him down at this point, I steal a few more kisses.  Yummy!

Twice now Isaiah has altered our little night-night tradition:

I lay him down after saying my nightly loves and he reaches up and takes my hand and brings it to his lips for one last kiss, as if saying, "Thank you, Mama, for such a wonderful day.  I love you!"