Bedtime

Bedtime approaching, Daddy calls us to the refrigerator door for our nightly routine. As we line up in age order, Daddy evaluates our posture. "Shoulders back. Chest out. Chin up." As we take his orders, Daddy hands out our little green cups which we grip with both hands. Opening the refrigerator, he asks "Who wants WA-TER?" We girls raise our hands. "Who wants MILK?" - Only Mommy. We focus hard not to pull away mid-pour, like Sarah so often does. Glasses full, we march (left, left, left right left, forward MARCH!) our way to the bedrooms like good little soldiers.