A week of no blogging means a busy week here at home and school. But just to pacify myself that I did, indeed, blog this week, I'll quickly share one of my favorite things . . .
Sleepy boys in their beds, smelling of warm hair and flushed faces as I kiss them awake in the morning. So safe. All of the possibilities of the day ahead getting ready to stretch out before them. Even better? When a sleepy arm unfurls itself from under the cave of blankets to pull me further into the wake-up call. Eyes not even open, but still wanting their Mom even when they are eight and ten.
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