I know these days of you being little are so short, and I promise I'll write more often so we can both look back on these times.
I sometimes lay in bed next to you staring at you as you sleep. After a long day of wrangling Brecken and carrying you around all day (since you hate being put down) I am happy to get some me-time, even though it usually means I have to get the dishes done, laundry, sweep, etc. Sometimes I lay there with you, knowing the dishes will be there tomorrow, but you will not always be laying next to me, so content and your legs perched upon mine. When I do go off to get stuff done, I always am so happy to be able to slide into bed right next to you. I have to scoot you over so I have enough room, then I pull my pillow down next your head and cuddle right up next to you. I love love love night time with you and my heart aches because I know it will fly by and will one day just be a distant memory. But right now it's my favorite thing in the whole world.