The last section on bedtime really struck home. Last night, with both of us sick with colds, I just wanted to get my daughter into bed so I could collapse into bed, when my little girl asked me to cuddle. I initially said no - it was late, I was so tired, and not feeling up to snuff. She said OK, but she was clearly sad. I started to leave and turned to look at her and thought, how many more years do I have before I won't even get to tuck her in. So I walked around the bed, laid behind her and snuggled her close. She sighed and was sweetly dreaming in less than 5 minutes. It was the wisest decision and best 5 minutes of my day!