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The night is coming sooner now, even if the clock on the far side of the room doesn't show it, and the early arrival of darkness outside seems to suck that much more time out of days that already seem too short.
The darkness does helps with the bedtime routine, allowing me to avoid the question "Why do I have to go to bed when it is still light outside?"
Most nights I put the middle one to bed, her small head resting against my arm as she listens to her book before climbing under her blanket.
She is tired at night, the challenges of her day, challenges that might seem insignificant to most - walking, talking, learning - take their toll on her, needing energy she just doesn't have.
Despite it all she smiles, a little beacon of light glowing under what might look from the outside like a cloud of darkness.
The earlier darkness helps me at night as well, hiding tears as I kiss her good night.