Friday, January 8, 2010

Sleeping Beauty

My beautiful two-year-old granddaughter, Julianna, is sleeping in my guest room. I love the bedtime routine, donning clean jammies, brushing teeth, prayers, hugs and kisses, and then poof, she's asleep, no tears, no stalling techniques, she must have been exhausted!

 She looks so much like her mother, yet she is all her own person. She brought her princess pillow and quilt, the familiar comforts of home. She's asleep on her back with a chubby arm flung up by her face, fingers curled. Ah, such sweetness.

Before bed, we read story after story by the warmth of the fireplace, her sweet high pitched voice talking along with me. She likes to pretend the characters in the story are her family and herself. She points to each one of them naming them, saving herself for last, where she either proclaims "that me!" or "that's ulianna".

These are moments to be cherished.

1 comment:

  1. That is so sweet. Lucky you! And I liked your joke the day before.