We slept with the windows open on Friday night.
Sometime throughout the night, my son curled up in bed with us, snuggle in the middle of my husband and I and stayed.
Dawn was breaking… the outside was waking up…. and then… in a squeaky little morning baby voice, I hear, came the most cheerful and genuine words….
“Thank you, my birdie friend, for waking me up this morning!”
The first words I heard this morning. He sat up in bed and smiled and then spoke the most beautiful, sincere and precious words of my day.
~K
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