The Simple Things

Last night, your mom and I went on a date for the first time since you were born. You had a blast with auntie Susan, uncle Bill and the girls. I'm pretty sure you didn't even notice we weren't there. You crashed on the little couch in auntie's family room and were sound asleep, butt in the air, when we came to fetch you.

Once we got home, you ate sooo much, had your bath then took your sweet time going to sleep. But I didn't mind, I'd missed you all day.

This morning you got up around 8:30. I heard you calling 'mommeeee' 'mommeeee' so I went in to get you. But you were still half-asleep, lying on your back as you said it. After a minute I picked you up, changed your diaper and took you back into our room.

You drank your bottle and curled up into me, where we all slept, my hand on your wee back, your hands reaching for me for another half hour until I had to get up and go to work, leaving pillows in my place so you didn't roll out of the bed without me there.