One day I’m going to wake up and this boy will be too big to nap in my arms.
He almost already is.
And so, in a world where we have school and movie theatre shootings, buildings blown up and explosions at marathons…..
I’m going to hold him for as long as I can. I don’t care if YOU think it’s a “bad habit” or whatever….someday, oh that dreaded word….someday, I am happy to say I will NEVER look back and think “oh, if only I held him more when he was littler.”
(even though he sleeps like he’s in a wrestling match)