Eden is up, though it’s almost 10:00 pm. She has a cold and after weeping off and on for two hours and begging us to let her sleep with us we relented. Paul and I were lounging on our bed playing on our laptops. The second we told Eden she was in, she shot back to her room for her pillow and a blanket. She snuggled in between us and began to chittety chat our ears off. I turned to her, looked into her sleepy eyes and asked her if she would like to sip a little “rasberry tea” (a magnesium drink that helps us sleep) and read a little Laura Ingalls. She did. As I walked to the kitchen she called after me,
“I’ll save your spot!”
My heart, already soft, melted.
That the bed is mine, that it’s always my spot and not in need of saving doesn’t really matter does it? It’s good to be chosen.
And now I’m going to choose her back.
hi alison, brynn again…as usual, love catching up on your and toreys pages. i found a Christian blog mom who reminds me a bit of you – gremlinwrangler.blogspot.com (i think that’s it) – she is hilarious and real and talented and has 4 kids. anyone with more than 2 kids earns a double dose of WOW from me. cause i have my hands full with two.
well off to bed, hope you are all happy and healthy. much love.