at the end of the day sleep beckons me. i fall into bed and beg for an unconscious stupor to consume me. sometimes, as i am drifting off to the blessed promised land, i feel a cold, stiff, something poke my foot. or i roll over and am stopped by a bulge in the sheets. i smile. it's either a baby doll or a bouncy ball that small hands have tucked in the bed. i know that someday i will miss this. when small baby shoes transform into bigger sizes with more life ground into the sole, it makes hold on to these moments with all i have!
last night was a monumental night in the LJ house. we dressed our only son in his first spider man outfit. mark and i laughed and laughed. this morning while he was eating his oatmeal in his spider man outfit he kept saying, "cheese, cheese," which doesn't mean he wants to eat cheese it means he wants me to take a picture of him. i happily grabbed the camera! the result: sheer cuteness.
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