Bedtime is my favorite time of day - a secret I am willing to confess now. I used to worry that loving the kids' bedtime was a sign that I didn't love my mothering hours enough. And while I do love the glass of wine that almost inevitably follows bedtime, I also love bedtime for itself - for the time with each of my little lovies - so squirmy and busy all day long and so willing to be held and snuggled when the sun sets.
