Last night I went into Tiernan's room to kiss him goodnight & he said "hold my hand". So I stood there (he has a loft style bed) & held his hand for what seemed like forever. Then I thought I want him to have sweet memories of our relationship at an early age. So there I stood. "Lay your head on my shirt" he says. Ahhhh. So I lay my head on his chest. What an amazing time with my son! After our goodnight kisses I left his room.
Dozing into my colorful dreamland I hear T crying & rise to revisit this little wonderful man. Apparently he just wanted more cuddles so I invited him in our room for our first ever sleepover. Not sure how we can have a king size bed with only had about .5 inches between my bottom & the end of the bed. About 20 minutes after he quietly jumps in our bed I thought he might be asleep so I opened my eyes to watch him sleep. He looked right into my eyes & we just lay there smiling at each other for several sweet moments....then a little giggle, kiss & our last "ni-night".
Miraculously God provided my body with the rest it needed and who needs sleep when you have little boy cuddles?