Hang out with us:
Every night, as part of our bedtime routine, we try to lay down beside each of the boys to ask them a few questions about their day and pray with them before they fall asleep. It’s great because they never want to go to sleep, so it’s THE best time for interesting and insightful conversations.
There’s only one small problem.
I can barely keep my eyes open. They don’t want to go to sleep, but Mama is dying on the vine, trying so hard to keep from falling asleep in their beds. I rarely drift off while they are talking. Nope.
I drift off while I am talking.
The prayer is usually the last part and includes a list of prayer requests that I try so hard to remember. But last night, I was whispering a prayer with Noah when I suddenly heard what I was saying. . . wait. . . What?! I …