Stop right now. Unless he/she/they are sleeping. Pic them up, nearly nudey is the nest and snuggle them until the just can't get it anymore. The coconut shampo, the sweatly boddies and potatoe farm finger nails. He is running away from me....every step towards amazing and everything he dreams of. But for now he hasn't run that far so I am grabbing it while I can. inhaling every glorious smell, smooch and arm strung across my neck
There are days that are bad. So bad. Mediocre days, normal and days. I love hime consistently through each one although one in a while I just can't take it and I need my strong, tall, amazing, and yacky two and half year old to reassure me that his love will always include Momma!