This morning, as I was dozing in and out, trying to convince myself to put at least one foot out of the bed, Jason was up with the kids cooking breakfast.  As I dozed out again I felt a little tap on my forehead, just between my eyes.  And before I even opened them, I thought it would be Taryn standing there, because that is her old trick.  But it was Teagan.  I opened them, smiled in surprise that it was him, and groggily closed them again.  He said “Momma, Momma, I ready”.  “You’re ready bud?”, I asked, assuming he meant ready to play, ready to start his day, ready to go.  But my little man said “Ready to ‘nuggle….” […]