tucking me in

Sir P tucked me in last night

he didn't say so -- but he did.

the girls went down easily
and I crawled into bed

to blog a bit - a post that won't see daylight -- it was choppy and not particularly nice
not every post needs an audience.

I was frazzled all day

and Sir P knew it

in fact

I had resorted to eating milano cookies

and I was down to my last one

He called and we spoke of lots of things

in fact

I can't tell you what all we spoke of

it doesn't matter

we talked past the time when I'm supposed to be in bed
(I already was)

and past lights out

and then he settled the covers in next to me
and put me to sleep.

I woke in the middle of the night

worried about a few things

and could still hear his voice in my ears
and while I was up too long
worrying

I settled in
resolved
to let things find their level.

and somehow he tucked me back in again.