Bed Time

I know that I'm supposed to put my son to bed wide awake at the same time every night.  But I also know that I want to sing to him every night like my mommy sang to me.  Bed time isn't always the same these days because at Nana & Papa's house there is a house full of kids on the weekends.  Instead it's anywhere between 9 & 11.  I used to lie him in my bed & lie down next to him and sing.  But now he's in the crib, and I'm too far above.  So every night at "bed time" I turn off all of the lights, hold him in my arms, and I stand, sway back & forth, and I sing.  Even on his most restless & fussy nights, he rests his head on my chest & listens.  And I rest my cheek on his soft curly hair.  He usually is still awake when I'm done singing, and depending on how tired he is he might let out a few wails as I leave the room.  But if he's really tired, he will fall asleep in my arms.  Like tonight.  It was magical.  And I held him with two hands, tighter & longer than usual.