Tonight it was my turn to put Allie to bed. It's kind of a chore, to be perfectly candid. She has to be bounced on one of those fitness orbs that have become so popular. It usually takes at least half an hour to put her down every night. We have soft music that plays in the background. Allie has a hard time relaxing even though she seems to look forward to bedtime.
When she fights the process, it can be frustrating. She's always fought going to bed. So I just bounce and pray. Her father often comes to mind. I just pray for him. I pray that he figures things out where he is and that, somehow, the Lord touches his life. Maybe you guys could join me in praying for Timmy. It's a tough request for me to make. Allie is really getting better, but she can't see very well and that makes me nuts. I don't think she knows, though. I wonder what she thinks; what she remembers.
These are the things I think about when I'm bouncing her and putting her to bed. So I pray.
She's up again and the charming and beautiful Susan is up taking a turn on the fitness orb.