Bedtime, Revisited.

Today marked a turning point in my life. I know that it is not one that is permanent. Yet. But it does mark a change for some nights. The girls asked to give themselves their own bath. Huh. Why not? I thought. Let's see how it goes. Well, it went remarkably well. They are clean, and other than checking to make sure they had rinsed their hair and handing out towels, that's all I did. Huh! When they got out I said: now, go put on your PJs, brush your teeth, get your icy cold water if you want it, and pick out your story. And they did. Double Huh! So all I did for bedtime tonight was some cursory supervision, a few directives, and then got to read stories get kisses and tuck them in. Now, there is the tiniest part of me that feels a little sad that they don't need me as much anymore. But mostly I'm just a little giddy with the taste of freedom!