Bedtime Battle – Part II

I was sitting in my driveway with my next-door neighbor, watching our kids play together (a total of 5 girls, combined) – and I looked at DJ’s sweet face and realized how many new freckles she had. It occurred to me that I hadn’t seen her without a scrunched up nose from grimacing and crying in such a devastatingly long time. I got a little emotional as I took inventory of her happy face. Her hair was a mess as we hadn’t combed it out since her morning swim lesson, and she was wearing Christmas pajama pants with a Tinkerbell nightgown and a zebra sweatshirt, sealed with Nike tennis shoes. She looked like a collage of silly things – and that face, that face of hers – with all those freckles, was shiny and full of delight. Continue reading…