60 × 40 inches
acrylic and oil on canvas
Bedtime can be a sacred yet aggravating time. When the kids suddenly realize how great I am and want to endlessly chat, snuggle, and inevitably delay sleep. Some days it’s wearing, but then I realize that this time is for me just as much as it is for them.
It’s a time to slow down and savor a moment that will never happen exactly as it is again—so I stay in it a little while longer. We play little games, I ask them questions they usually don’t have the patience for, and for that precious moment, affection is our common language.
60 × 40 inches
acrylic and oil on canvas
Bedtime can be a sacred yet aggravating time. When the kids suddenly realize how great I am and want to endlessly chat, snuggle, and inevitably delay sleep. Some days it’s wearing, but then I realize that this time is for me just as much as it is for them.
It’s a time to slow down and savor a moment that will never happen exactly as it is again—so I stay in it a little while longer. We play little games, I ask them questions they usually don’t have the patience for, and for that precious moment, affection is our common language.
