During a night of little sleep last night it occurred to me that there will come a day when sweet little sleepy arms won't cling to me in the middle of the night. It made me think about all the things that I want to remember (and cherish!) about this special time. I don't want forget:
The way David leans into me with his mouth wide open to suck on my cheeks or face or chin.
The sweet grunts of enjoyment he makes when he tries, and loves, a new food.
The total kick he gets out of kisses from his big sister (our dog).