Bed time is a sacred thing around here.
While I am not overly strict about him being in bed at exactly 8:30, it almost always happens right before or around that time.
I've loved co-sleeping while we nursed and once it was done, I knew that it was time for him to become independent and enjoy the splendors of his own bed.
Breaking a child from the parent's bed to their bed is a task...but we have got it down.
Brush teeth (I am meticulous about making sure he has clean teeth), books (at least three or more!), prayer, and then I sing him to sleep.
Maybe I toot my own horn about the last one?! Singing has always been something I do without anyone hearing (and I am not too shabby), but for him...I belt it out. I sing every lullaby I know, John Lennon's Imagine, Twinkle Twinkle, Somewhere over the Rainbow and any other melodic ones I know.
I love how we start with books...almost always these same ones and when I am through he runs to get more. The stack never seems to dwindle until I finally put my foot down and insist it is time for bed. Then he puts his tiny little fingers in mine and we say a prayer. I love that without any prompting, he finishes with Amen.
Then I sing or hum.
Within five minutes he is out. I turn on his glow turtle and turn up some white noise and bask in the glory of getting to be his mommy and [maybe there's a little victory dance that it worked yet again!] It is such a blessing to be the one who tucks him in every night. Some nights daddy helps...but mostly it is just us.
I sort of hope/pray he never tires of this routine.
How do you get your littles to sleep?