my favourite time of day is when i’m putting Josh to bed.  he’s all tired and sleepy (or not as the case may be), and usually picks that time to do something he’s never done before.

tonight, i had no success getting him to sleep in his crib.  he was tossing and turning, checking to see if i was still there, standing up, wanting a “hug” (aka trying to get out of the crib), you name it, he tried it.  so out of desperation and my own tiredness, i took him into our bed for cuddles, hoping it would bring on sleepiness.

i did eventually find success – but just before falling asleep, my dear sweet funny boy had a whole conversation with me in whispers.  i’ve never heard him whisper before!  he’s usually quite loud and rambunctious – when he has something to say, he wants to be heard all the way to Vermont!  but as he lay there with his head on the pillow, holding my arm around him with his chubby little hands, he whispered his little story to me and i just about died from the sheer happiness of the moment.

i am treasuring up these moments and wondering how much longer i’ll get to experience them, before my little boy grows up too much to cuddle with his mommy for a few moments before sleep hits.