Today I’m thankful
for something you now do every single day. It makes sleeping in my bed, just a
few yards away from your bed, that much more AWESOME.
Here’s the scene:
You wake up in the
am, in my groggy still sleeping(ish) state, I can hear the pitter patter of
your little feet running across the kitchen floor and into our bedroom. I sleep
on the door-side, so you come launching onto me, as you jump onto the bed,
there’s typically a Sawyer-sized spot right next to me. You know I’m sleeping,
so you crawl up onto your belly and lay right on my chest, with your little
hands nestled under your chin. You whisper “hi mama” and I can see your pearly
white smile in the dark.
Then you’ll
venture into some story about airplanes, trucks, babies or bears. On the best
days, you perk your head up, look at daddy and launch over to wake up daddy
after proclaiming “Daddy’s sleeping. Daddy – Get up!”.
You in the morning
is by far, the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen. You’re lovey, cuddly, energetic,
sweet, and you run everywhere.
Today (and every
day) I’m thankful for your sweet morning moments. J
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