A few minutes ago, G started calling my name. I decided to check on him and make sure he wasn't having a bad dream since he had been in bed for over an hour. When I entered his room, he let out a sweet smile and said, "Mommy."
I laid down in bed with him and closed my eyes, hoping to model "sleep" for him. Suddenly, I felt something gently touch my face. I opened my eyes to see him staring at me, smiling, with his hand softly on my cheek. The look on his face was pure love.
I didn't want the moment to ever end.
I know there will come a day when he realizes how imperfect and annoying I am ... but tonight, I'm storing that moment somewhere deep in my heart.
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