Our precious little Princess has gone to bed by herself two nights in a row! Hallelujah! This is wonderful!

She will be 5 in August and being our first child, we haven’t been forceful about her going to bed by herself. She is so tiny, we can still cuddle her like a baby and allow her to fall asleep in our arms. If she didn’t sleep while we were in the den, I would lie down with her until she fell asleep in her bed. You can imagine that this would sometimes drag out her 8am bedtime to 9 or 9:30 some nights. Yawn!

Well, two nights ago I tried using “peer pressure” on her. Ha. I asked her if she would like to TRY to go to bed by herself. She whined, “NOOOOO” as she quickly left the floor and landed in my lap. Hmmmm. I said, “I bet you are the ONLY person in your class who doesn’t go to sleep by yourself. If you ask them, I bet they all go straight to bed like big boys and girls.” Mwaa haaaa haaa haaa haaaaa (insert evil laugh). Hey, a Mom’s gotta do what a Mom’s gotta do!

She looked at me with those big brown eyes and I could tell she was thinking about it.

Then for the home-run hit I said, “You know, if you want a bunk bed — you have to be able to sleep by yourself. Mommy and Daddy can’t get up in the bunk bed with you. Only big girls can have bunk beds.” Again, insert evil laugh.

We went on with our night and suddenly Princess baby girl jumped up and said, “I think I’ll try going to bed.” That was it. Off she pranced and now this the morning after our second night! Hallelujah!

Since she is still asleep (7:12am) I was able to go out on my deck and 6:30am and spend some time with the Lord.

It is cloudy here, but I could see the sunrise peeking through breaks in the clouds. It looked so heavenly! I can’t imagine what God must seen when He looks down to earth. I can’t imagine how beautiful heaven must be!

Have a wonderful Thursday everyone! God is good!

Psalm 19:1-6

The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands.

Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they display knowledge.

There is no speech or language
where their voice is not heard.

Their voice goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.
In the heavens he has pitched a tent for the sun,

which is like a bridegroom coming forth from his pavilion,
like a champion rejoicing to run his course.

It rises at one end of the heavens
and makes its circuit to the other;
nothing is hidden from its heat.