Sam is an early waker, always has been. Typically I wake up when Pete gets up for work. Today, he had a 6:30 am flight, so I went back to sleep after he left.
I woke with the sensation of being, well, watched.
Next to me, snuggled under the covers, was my Sam, his face inches from mine.
"Mommy you ARE awake". (Ever the perceptive one, my Sam).
He snuggled in closer, "Mommy, I love you SO much."
A few quiet moments together, before things get crazy. What a way to start the day!
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
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