#bedtime

I don't remember my father reading to me, but I remember him telling me bedtime stories. I got to pick what was in them, and then he'd make them up. ↗

— Caroline Kennedy

#father #got #him #i #i remember

Much of my reading time over the last decade and a half has been spent reading aloud to my children. Those children's bedtime rituals of supper, bath, stories, and sleep have been a staple of my life and some of the best, most special times I can remember. ↗

— Louise Brown

#bath #bedtime #been #best #children

Three meals plus bedtime make four sure blessings a day. ↗

— Mason Cooley

#blessings #day #four #make #meals

I was so unhealthy. I used to go to 'Cold Stone Creamery,' get a tub of Butterfinger ice cream, and eat it all before bedtime. And my fingers were permanently stained orange from Cheetos. ↗

— Vanessa Hudgens

#before #cold #cream #eat #fingers

Any kid will run any errand for you, if you ask at bedtime. ↗

— Red Skelton

#any #ask #bedtime #errand #kid

To business that we love we rise bedtime, and go to't with delight. ↗

— Sydney Smith

#business #delight #go #love #rise

I'd love to do some bedtime stories for kids or that kind of thing. But with the demands of the shooting schedule and balancing the demands of being a single mother, it's a wonder you can squeeze in anything. ↗

— Roma Downey

#balancing #bedtime #being #demands #i

Didn't you have any sadistic nannies who told you these tales to keep you quiet and well behaved at night? Heavens, what's to become of the Empire if governesses have lost their touch for scaring the wits out of their girls? ↗

— Libba Bray

#bedtime-stories #governesses #humor #libba-bray #miss-moore

I usually doze off between 7:30 and 9 p.m. while putting my baby to sleep. Then I suddenly wake up remembering I'm an adult with no bedtime. I spend the next four hours catching up on reading, e-mails, and other adult pursuits until I collapse for good until sunrise. ↗

— Padma Lakshmi

#baby #bedtime #between #catching #collapse

That evening he plays with the children, cleans the hamster's cage with them, gets them into their pyjamas, and reads to them three times over, once together, then to Jake on his own, then to Naomi. It is at times like these that his life makes sense. How soothing it is, the scent of clean bedlinen and minty toothpaste breath, and his children's eagerness to hear the adventures of imaginary beings, and how touching, to watch the children's eyes grow heavy as they struggle to hang on to the priceless last minutes of their day, and finally fail. ↗

— Ian Mcewan

#children #family #fatherhood #family