Tonight we broke away from the routine. I have always been very ridged with the boys routine. Not with the time but with how it's done. Bath, milk and story in bed then sleep. I believe a routine has made the boys so great at going to bed.
But tonight I wanted some time with them. I had been out all day on a lovely shopping trip with friends which included lunch, coffee breaks and cake. The boys had been with my husband to see his parents at the seaside. I had missed them and wasn't quite ready for them to go to bed and also they'd both had a sleep in the car at about 5pm so a 7pm bedtime was too early I thought.
So at 6.30pm I ran them a bath, we all put on our pyjamas and I bundled them downstairs with dressing gowns and slippers on. They looked super cute and get so excited at wearing them! We made ourselves comfortable on the sofa while my husband made their milks. Once ready they drank it while cuddled up to me.
It was pure bliss.
They grow up too quickly so sometimes we need to break the rules and routines.
Once they had finished their milk, my husband asked them if they wanted a toasted muffin!! He drives me bonkers sometimes with things like this but tonight I didn't mind. So they sat eating their toasted muffins, chuffed to pieces.
After their muffins they went crazy. Running from the living room to the dining room and back laughing and giggling with each other. Then both pretending to fall down and rolling around in laughter. Yes these boys fight 90% of the time but times like this evening make up for that. Then Finley went and got his doctors bag and started singing doc Mcstuffins to his dad and doing all the doctors actions on him.
By 7.30pm they were getting tired. Noah was falling over his own feet. Off I took them upstairs to brush their teeth and in the time I had gone to get Noah's sleeping bag from his cot he had climbed into bed with Finley!
Now this was the cutest thing ever. And as he was in there I decided to read them both a book.
This moment reminded me on how fast they were growing up. That Noah was no longer a baby and was definitely a toddler - something I have been in denial with for a while! After the Hungry Caterpillar (Finley now reads along as its a firm favourite of his) I gave him a kiss, tucked him in and said our love yous and see you in the mornings. Then off I went to put Noah to bed. They both went to sleep without much hassle or noise and it reminded me once again that they are growing up and that one night off from the routine won't hurt.
And this evening is one I will always remember.