My son just came and sat next to me at the computer (laptop on tray @ my bed), leaned into me, put his head on my shoulder, and fell asleep. I remember when he was the newborn, and how much I loved to watch him sleep. I still do, truth be told, I just don't take the opportunity to do it very often. It's hard to remember in the midst of all the diaper-changing, breaking up fights and teaching them to share, feeding, entertaining, teaching them; just what little miracles they are. In the quiet of a snuggly sleep, though, you can't help but notice. Right this moment I'm in awe that I was even blessed with one. Much less two, nearly three!
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