My plan for tonight was that after I settled both kiddos into bed, I would curl up on the loveseat with a glass of red and blog to my little heart's content.
fail.
Trevor just came out here and asked me if because Shane is on duty, could he snuggle me for the night. [If you have forgotten, the night before Olivia was born, Trevor came into my bed around 2 or 3 am saying "he just wanted to be with me"...and the rest was history] There went my plans. Off to snuggle with my little bundle of beautiful baby boy.
Almost five year old sized baby boy, but always my baby boy.
Because "mama, i want to be with you" trumps 'em all.
always.
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