goodnight, john boy

Again with the sweetness. I just can't get enough.

Tonight, it was The Boy's turn to choose the bed time story, but we read it in The Babe's room. Tomorrow, we'll reverse it; that's the routine here.... So, tonight The Boy chose to read a Thomas book. The Babe was all tucked into her bed and The Boy sat in my lap as I read the book. When the chosen book for the night is finished, we always read Goodnight Moon, and The Boy will point out where the mouse is hiding on every page.

Once this ritual is finished, it's time to get The Kiddos into their respective beds and asleep. The Babe is already tucked in, so The Boy usually gives her a kiss on the cheek, which she reciprocates, and then it's off we go to get The Boy tucked into his own bed. I love that they give each other kisses, and tonight was no different - except for one small detail that melted my heart for no particular reason. In fact, it's such a small detail, I almost feel silly writing it down.

As we were leaving the room after the kisses, The Boy stops for a moment, turns around, and says "Goodnight, Dizzy".

It was the first time he had ever done that, and it was just so sweet.