March 5, 2011- There were three in the bed…

…. and the little one said, I wove you, I wove you.

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My husband was out of town for the evening and while at ten, I retired to bed alone, peacefully and with the dog at my feet, by midnight, I found myself in the same bed, with my dog still at my feet, but now my youngest child in the middle and my little girl on the other side.

I barely slept.   I smiled.  Watched them.  Noticed the quiet.   Loved the way they innately cuddled without waking the other.   Appreciated the moments all through the night.

And while now, I am tired, I am so grateful for this happy exhaustion.   It was not something for every night but for some reason in this special moment, it all fit and there we all were.  Three in the bed and a dog at my feet.

They woke up early and respectfully to the other- with my little guy smiling and saying ‘I wove you!’ and my older daughter laughing and moving closer.   We stayed in bed and cuddled and talked and watched cartoons together without a care in the world.

Perfectly perfect moments in time.  I may just be the luckiest girl in the world.

~K