"Do you want the hotel tonight?"

My precious girl is into playing "hotel" lately.  She comes home from school and asks, "Do you want the hotel tonight?"  I always say yes.  She transforms our room into a little oasis.  She makes the bed, puts my pajamas out, gets our towels ready in the bathroom, and hangs a do-no-disturb sign on the door.  Sometimes, she evens puts a glass of wine by my bedside table.  This child knows me too well.  Greta also has an elaborate check-in procedure complete with a debit card machine that she made and a set of keys for the room.  I am filled with all the awe of Winnie the Pooh and Alice in Wonderland and all things soft and gentle and beautiful on these nights.  I love this child more than I can possibly say; she is magical.