I love the boys at bedtime...everyone is bathed and in pajamas. Sam begins his negotiating of who is going to read him books, how many drinks he wants, the "sleepy socks" he wants to pick out from his drawer...the list goes on and Luke plays with his feet, makes lots of noise and stares lovingly at Sam. It is the most hectic, stressful, sweet time of the day and I try my hardest to enjoy these moments of the beautiful chaos. Thank goodness for my sweet boys at bedtime
