This is how each weekday morning goes in our house...
Hubby leaves for work. About 1/2 hour later Sweet Girl and I get up.
About 1/2 hour after that I hear this from my bedroom...
"Mama...Mama...Mama where are you? MAMA...come nuggle me..."
There lies my youngest child...my baby boy...my very last...my heart and soul.
And he wants his mama to snuggle him...my heart simple melts into a puddle of mush each and every morning when I see him lying there.
"Good morning sunshine! How is my baby boy?"
"Me not baby...me big boy!"
"You'll always be my baby boy."
"No me won't...me big boy. Daddy says"
"Well it isn't daddy here snuggling you so I say you're my baby."
"No me not...me BIG boy."
"Won't you be my baby just for a little while?"
"Ohhhh, OTay mama"
"I love you"
"I wuv you too."
And then he starts to giggle...
And wiggle...
And the spell is broken.
He is magically transformed from sleepy little baby that want to cuddle to...
Your typical busy, lively, and ornery 2 year old!
And before you know it Sweet Girl has heard the giggles and joins in a morning wrestling match!
May the games begin!
May the lunacy start!
Good morning sunshine...I hope you have a wonderful day.
I know I will!
