We have long since settled into a routine when the grandbaby spends the night. Bath is taken, hair is washed, teeth are brushed, story(ies) read, sleep balm applied behind little ears. Then we say prayers.
It's the same every time yet it still makes me so happy to watch and participate in the process. These times, like her babyhood, will soon be just memories. But while they last, I am savoring ever one.
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