(Or, the liturgy of bedtime.)
The Call to Bed
Atticus, it is time to watch “Mahna Mahna”. Pajamatime!
The Request for Presence
Atticus, come here! Atticus. Come here, buddy! Time for bed!
Sit down, please. Atticus, sit down. Please sit down, Atticus. No, no, don’t touch the handles. Please sit down.
Your fire truck pajamas are dirty. How about these with monkeys on them? Monkeys! The fire truck pajamas are yucky. Yucky. Let’s wear these instead!
“Dear Toad, I am glad that you are my best friend. Your best friend, Frog.” Ooooh, Snuggle Puppy of mine. In the spring, I like to pick flowers. Fire truck. Airplane. Car. Bulldozer. Helicopter. Tractor.
Good night room. Good night moon. Good night cow jumping over the moon.
What are you thankful for today? Today we went for a walk and rode the big truck cart at the grocery store. We read so many books and played hide and seek. We watched a video on cars and one on fire trucks. What a great day!
Praise God from whom all blessings flow
Praise God all creatures here below
Praise God above ye heavenly host
Creator, Christ, and Holy Ghost. Amen.
The Small Verse
Pacifier, doggie, twilight turtle, Linford.
(Please please sleep all night. Please.)
The Final Thanksgiving
I love you, buddy. Sleep well.