because i don’t want to forget
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….” […]





