I doooooo LOVE that word.
okay, okay .... so I might be a little busy & I hear it when my hands are full. But that smile that follows. As an adult I really have to give so little to please this little person. All I have to be is "in the moment" for him.
And there eventually comes this time at night .... where he sleeps peacefully on the floor of my craft room as I "catch up" with stuff that has piled up while I was away because he likes being near me. The angel face snuggled into a pillow that he says smells like me. Breathing softly & clutching the silly little blanket that papa Bill got in a mailer asking for a donation. Precious
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