I tried to be angry.
“Mommy, I’m having trouble falling asleep. Will you sleep with me?”
I tried to be mad that they weren’t asleep yet at 9:30.
I tried to be upset that he interrupted my time with the hubby.
I tried to be irritated that he wanted me to stop watching Glee to help him fall asleep.
I tried.
I laid down amongst the stuffed animals and Thomas sheets, and he smiled a sleepy smile across the pillow, put his arm across my back, and closed his eyes.
I tried to be mad.
And I failed.
Aww!! So sweet!! What a precious post!
How precious! Yes, I remember those days. Kiddo and either I or my husband would lie down with him and tell him a story (or he would tell us one). Sweet memories….
Just precious! =)
And that is why God gave you a DVR. 🙂
Time like this may not be what we planned but are incredibly special.
That’s not a bad thing to not get mad at 🙂 so cute
That is my life! Every night I lie down with my youngest, thinking,”I could be doing…whatever.” But, it’s always the sweetest time. And one day I’ll wish she (and the other two) wanted to snuggle. So, deep down, I know I should cherish the moments. (Not that I always do! 🙂 )
The sleeping face is the best!