Every evening around 7:15pm my children look at me with sad disappointed eyes. Eyes which say: "How could you?" "Why do you hate us?" and "I'll never be happy again." And all I did was say, "It's time to get ready for bed."
Before I put him to bed, he drapes himself around me like a spider monkey and pulls his little hands through my hair. He kisses me and smiles right into my eyes, and it's at that second that I take a mental picture. Snap. Don't forget this moment. Snap.
There's nothing quite as refreshing as a great night's sleep to help us recover from our day and restore our energy. When children have trouble sleeping, it impacts not only their sleep (and mood), but their weary parents'.