tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238450237706418395.post4601757106741540522..comments2020-12-21T11:25:40.757-08:00Comments on Home: Tucking the kids into bed.Split3wayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00946363708502942132noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238450237706418395.post-62165507173331024222013-01-06T19:20:40.153-08:002013-01-06T19:20:40.153-08:00Ha, that's funny! I wonder if all those storie...<br />Ha, that's funny! I wonder if all those stories are suitable for children. I'd like to sit in on some of those tales!<br />See that's exactly what I'm talking about. So many precious moments may be missed if we skip out on a bedtime ritual. I just think if it's something parents always do, when our kids are teens it won't be weird because it will be part of their normal routine. Lord knows teens need their "own" time to decompress and talk about their days.<br />My kids are not "morning ppl" so I think if I were to wake them up like that I would get much unwanted attitude. Split3wayshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00946363708502942132noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238450237706418395.post-4311825473019852462013-01-05T07:59:09.901-08:002013-01-05T07:59:09.901-08:00I never really tucked my boys in at night but my b...I never really tucked my boys in at night but my brother Jim and his wife do this with their girls. Whenever I'm there at night, I love to be the one to tuck the girls in. Jim and his wife tell the girls stories about their childhood but they don't let the kids know they're about THEM. Jim is Billy Bob and all of his friends names start with Billy. He cracks me up telling stories about Billy Jeff and Billy John and so forth! I'm Billy Jo, I think. Angie is Tabertha and her sister is Samanther (intentionally misspelled). When Jim's youngest, Jamie, accepted Christ into her heart, it was on Christmas Eve at bedtime and I was there... so me, Jim, Angie and Sarabeth knelt beside Jamie's bed with her while she prayed. It was one of the most precious experiences of my life! NOW... flipside... I had wake up routines with my boys that included singing this obnoxious wake up song. Ryan was passing through on his way from Florida to Pennsylvania last November and I snuck into Cody's house (Mrs Stalnaker's house) next door where he was sleeping and sang the wake up song to my 26 year old baby. Good times. Didn't mean to write an essay here... LOL. Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16177522637630437113noreply@blogger.com