January 24, 2012


I awoke at 3:15 AM to the pitter-patter of little-girl feet. Those little-girl feet were attached to a little-girl body who very quickly and stealthily crawled into bed next to me, patted me on the shoulder and fell fast asleep. She was, no doubt, worried that I'd send her back to her room. I didn't have the energy.

I awoke at 4:15 to the pitter-patter of little-boy feet. Those little-boy feet were attached to a little-boy body who navigated his mother's side of the bed and, quickly and stealthily, crawled into bed on the non-Mia side of me, picked up my arm, placed it over his body and fell fast asleep. Then snored.

My kids excel at snuggling. Mia sets the bar high but Owen could go pro. And when they snuggle, they both have to be as close as is humanly possible. Which is why I woke up at 6:10 in a somewhat surprising amount of pain with a wrenched back, twisted next, a boy in my liver and a girl in my spleen. And Beth in Owen's long-abandoned bed.

Then my alarm went off. Despite the pain and the fact that I hadn't really had any sleep since the fateful hour of 3:15, I just stayed there. I was sandwiched between these awesome little people. They were cuddly and warm and they only wanted to be close to me. And I was okay with that.

Some days it's the little things. Some days it's the big ones. Some days it's both.

Posted by Chris at January 24, 2012 7:37 AM

I love this!!! Mine are 7, 5, and 2 and I dread the day when they won't want to snuggle.

Posted by: Kristin Cockrell at January 24, 2012 10:26 AM

I mentioned you and Beth and the kids (my Cyber Grand-kids) to my daughter the other day. I told her that you four, had me all ready to be a real life Grammie!

Posted by: Maribeth at January 24, 2012 10:44 AM

This is one of my favorite family posts of yours. I hope you get a nap sometime today.

Posted by: LeeAnn at January 24, 2012 12:14 PM

I love the small things too. Always have, good post :)

Posted by: Heather at January 24, 2012 1:47 PM

sounds like my night :)

Posted by: kati at January 24, 2012 2:22 PM

My four year old likes to climb on my lap, snuggle real close and declare "OOOOHHhhhh mom - you are SOOOO comfy!!" I love it that she thinks I'm comfy and wants to snuggle with me... I hope it never ends. :)

Posted by: Kim at January 25, 2012 9:56 AM

Yup, I have a four beagle sandwich every night. Makes me wonder how I get any sleep at all!

Posted by: Heather at January 25, 2012 12:16 PM