At 2:30 this morning, a wide-eyed 5-year old stumbled into our bedroom--jarred out of his own slumber by a loud clap of thunder accompanied by a "light up every room of your house" kind of lightning bolt.
"Can I sleep with you and Daddy?" he asked quietly.
"Sure, climb on in, " I reply with a raspy, still-sleepy voice.
Don't you miss the days when all it took to feel safe in this world was climbing in between your Mommy and Daddy in bed?
I sure do.
1 comment:
Andrew did the same thing last night at the same time.
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