Bedtime rituals

When we moved into this house a few weeks ago, we decided the Toddler and the Preschooler might enjoy sharing a room since they are so close together in age. So, they are in twin beds now and seem to be enjoying each other’s company. So far, this set-up is working well and they might even be sleeping better… except for one little issue. Neither of them seem to be able to stay in their bed. I don’t mean they leave their room; they just both fall out of the bed every night. And, the amazing thing is, they don’t seem to mind. In fact, many times they don’t even wake up enough to get themselves up out of the floor.

For now, I pad the area all around both beds just to prevent concussions. This is how we found the Preschooler sleeping a few hours after she went to bed one night last week. {The room was dark; the flash just makes it look otherwise}…

Doesn’t that look cozy? At least she took the sheet with her on her way out of the bed.
On that same night, the Toddler had not yet rolled out of her bed. But, she had turned herself perpendicular and upside down and was well on her way to the floor {or the “ploor” as she calls it}…
Another perk of putting the girls in the same room is going through their nighttime rituals at the same time. Though the Preschooler has been doing it for awhile, the Toddler was only recently introduced to this bedtime prayer:

Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray, dear Lord, my soul to keep.
Your love go with me through the night,
And wake me in the morning light.

The Preschooler has always added a litany of things she is thankful for to the end of the prayer. So, sometimes, when she feels the need to delay things, prayer time goes on for quite awhile. Think in terms of a tent revival. We are thankful for everything from our family and friends {each of whom we must mention by name and city} all the way to things like flowers and weddings. She is thorough with her gratitude.

So, of course, the Toddler has been listening to all of this and has picked up on the way things work with the prayer. She, too, likes to be specific with her thanksgiving… maybe even more so than the Preschooler, though, because she has added edibles to the nightly list. Her prayer goes something like this:

Thank you, God, for Mommy and Daddy
… and for my sisters,
… and for my friends,
… and for my church and my school
… and for my Oreos. Amen.



She may leave someone out here or there, but she consistently remembers to give thanks for the Oreos. At least she understands that every good and every perfect gift {in this case, every bag of Oreos} is from above.

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