Just look at him! Look at those lips! I wish you could hear the deep breathing that went along with this. So peaceful. So sweet. SO on my PILLOW! Aron has a habbit of sneaking downstairs and into our bed in the wee hours. This really doesn't bother me. He is warm and a very quiet sleeper. (he has yet to inherit Daddy's snoring) What bothers me is that he takes over my pillow. My special-memory-foam-neck-support-makes-me-sleep-like-a-baby pillow! You might think that I should be able to reclaim my pillow from this 33lb boy in his striped footie pj's, but he is surprisingly strong and persistent and it is futile to move him over. He comes right back like a super magnetic boomerang! I usually just hang on to that last hour or so of sleep and then get up for coffee. I look back at him and my frustration over the theft of my pillow melts away. I remember the times before Aron, the ache for a child and the hole in my heart that God has seen fit to fill with this little person. I'd give him the whole bed and sleep on the floor if he asked.
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Aw Lori, that got me teary eyed! That was a sweet post. And who doesn't love a child who is sleeping in that cuddly little position!
How precious!!! He is too cute!
Amen to that. The things we would give to and give up for our children. The list is infinite.
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