Bedtime

My husband is attempting to work with and help manage our daughter tonight for bedtime stuff. I think he is getting a true glimpse of why I cry so much when I have to do it all on my own every night.

Thank you, God. Keep us safe, make us well, and help us to be kind and joyful together. And, please, keep our home safe. In your name, I pray. Amen.

Post-a-day 2026

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