I have always loved nap time.
Those words hit me like a ton of bricks. Damn, he is really growing up.
I have a new found obsession: cookie dough. But not the real stuff, “faux dough.”
I often find myself overwhelmed with the piles and the sheer idea of needing to figure out what to do with all of our stuff. But I am committed to make a change.
I love being in your room with the house so quiet that the only noise I could hear is the humming of the heating system and your motor-like breathing.