I write stuff here to capture those moments in time that are passing so quickly by and this is one of those moments.
I was abruptly woke early this morning by Josh's demand, "Mom, come here, help me". There was no fear in his voice, no crying. I stumble over to his room and find his pillows on the floor. I pick up the pillows, crawl into bed with him and pull up the covers, hoping for another hour of sleep. I wrap my arm around his little warm body, he tucks his feet under my legs and snuggles as close as he can get and says.......Perfect. Yes, it is perfect.