Sunday, 15 January 2012
Late Night Ramblings
It is late. I'm lying with the little man, snuggled up in his bed, he has a sore tummy. The room is dark, quiet and peaceful. I can hear Lyla's sleep sounds from across the room. He speaks to me with his warm sleepy breath close to my face. With great pause and consideration this is what he says to me:
. Mama can you rub my tummy?
. Your hair is getting long, I think you should get Joann to cut it for you, call her in the morning and you can go and see her, I will stay with Dad and Lyla.
. Can I have eggs for breakfast, Dad can make them for me and you and Lyla.
. But we can have cereal too, maybe weetbix or cornflakes or bubbles or mini's or O's if I have a good sleep.
. Can you rub my back now?
. You can go back to your bed now.
. Sweet dreams, I love you anyway.
And I say 'yes' to it all. He is the sweetest little thing. And even though he is growing up so fast, he will still always be my first baby. I love him so.
I love the late night ramblings.
Posted by jody at 23:24