Day 443
I was down here in the basement working on a big piece of writing when I heard cries coming from upstairs. It was Adelyn. She was standing in her room crying. I picked her up and held her. And I could tell from the way she was holding me back that she really needed me. She told me she had a bad dream about a mean dog. I held her and rocked her. And I sang to her. The song she always wants me to sing to her when she's scared, mad, sad, happy, needing attention...whenever. It's her favorite of all the songs I sing to her:
I love you so much,
I love you so much,
I can't even tell you how much I love you.
You're special to me,
You're special to me,
I can't even tell you how special you are.
I love you, I love you, I love you,
I love you, I love you, I love you.
I love you so much,
I love you so much,
I can't even tell you how much I love you.
Thankful for midnight cuddles. Thankful for midnight songs of love. Thankful for tears to kiss away. Thankful for the little girl sleeping in my bed right now. It's late, and she'll probably want to talk. But that's okay. I was up anyways. I'll be tired tomorrow. But that's okay. I was going to be tired anyways. Just so very thankful for the two sweet little people I get to love and kiss and hold and hug everyday.
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| Taken before the nightmare. |
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| It's like, "where's Waldo?" |
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| I love little feet. |
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