My Favorite Time of The Day

Last night we tucked Davis in to bed, and, like usual, I went back about 20 minutes later to check on him. And, like usual he was just about ready to fall asleep. The memory I made with him last night reminded me that I never want to forget how it feels to kiss him goodnight. I leaned over to kiss him...putting my hands on his cheeks. And, in return, with his sweet, chubby, warm hands, he put his hands on my cheeks and kissed me back. I just love this time of day. I think it's probably my favorite. It's the one time of day where he's no longer my strong-willed and independence-bound toddler. He's just my sweet, warm, snuggly, sleepy baby. Ahhh..life is great!