Will as I tucked him in bed (in his voice)
"Mommy, can you sweep wis me?" --sound of a melting heart--Thursday, August 30, 2007
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3 comments:
Ah, the siren song of the cuddly boy...too much for any of us to resist!
Oh, I love tucking my kids into bed. Seeing them feeling warm, snuggly, safe and completely loved.
oh...to have those days back. I used to sing a song to Jordan before he slept and then sang it to him after he was married, at the wedding lunch. Got started, could barely get on with it and then my sweet husband and daughters chimed in and saw me through it. Nope...I did not sing it to the girls...It was a mom/son thing.
Good for you...
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