The best 45 seconds of every day

I pretty much live for the last 45 seconds in London's day every day.  Around 6:45pm I give her a bath.  Then we brush her teeth, turn off the bathroom light and get her jammies on.  I brush/comb her hair and sometimes we sing the 'Itsie Bitsy Spider' to keep her entertained when really she just wants to go to sleep.  Daddy comes in and kisses her goodnight and turns off the light.  I sit in the rocker and London cuddles up with her head on my shoulder and a strand of my hair in her hand.  We rock and cuddle for a little bit and then I lay her down to go to sleep.  Some nights it's only about 45 seconds before she's ready to lay down, other nights it's a couple of minutes.  Some nights she is silly and wiggles about and laughs or gives me eskimo kisses in the dark.  Other nights she's so tired she just wants to sleep.  But no matter how bad my day has been, I know the best part of the day is always ahead of me.  Whether it's 45 seconds or a couple of minutes, I cherish that time more than anything.  I thank God every day she still wants to cuddle and hasn't decided she's too much of a big girl to cuddle before bed.