Night Time Prayers

I had a night time ritual when I was young: get changed to pajamas, brush teeth, wash face, get all settled down, lay in my bed and call out "Daddy! I'm ready for my night time prayers!"
My mom couldn't do it. It had to be my dad. It was the same thing every night. He would come into my room, we would say our prayers and then he would give a kiss on my forehead goodnight, and I would make sure he left my door a hand's width open. Little things would vary from night to night, but the one thing that always stayed the same: "Angel of God, my guardian dear, to whom God's love entrusts me here. Ever this night be at my side, to light and guard, to rule and guide. Amen."
Without realizing what I have already started with Marissa, she is much too reliant on many of the same things I was as a child. She HAS to have Mom put her to bed. She HAS to read two books, and sing the same songs every night. she HAS to have her door left open. And soon, I know she will be ensuring we say my childhood prayer each and every night.
I love tradition. It is a powerful thing, and makes me remember so much about my family. I might not have my dad around anymore, but he is still here. Traditions bring back the memory, and allow me to teach Marissa about her grandpa without her even knowing him. I want to continue traditions that were started with my family when I was young, but I want Bill and I to have traditions all our own for our children to pass on to their children.
I haven't made night time prayers a part of our ritual because I want Marissa to understand what we are doing, and add her own prayers on the end.  I used to pray after the recited prayer: "God bless Mommy, and Daddy, and my brothers, and my grandma and grandpa, and mamaw, and Scarecrow (our dog) and ...... and....and..... and..... the list went on and on. My dad always would listen and then say Amen along with me when I would finish up. I want the tradition of night time prayers to continue on with my child(ren).