Have I ever mentioned how much I love this boy? Or how cuddly he is? Or how about how funny and sensitive he is? Have I told you how his little sister adores him? How she follows him around and copies everything he does?
Every morning he climbs up in bed with Michael and I and snuggles up to my side. It's our time each day to talk. Just the two of us.
I know that someday it will be another girl that gets to hear all his secrets and jokes. I know that that day is years away. So that gives me plenty of time to pray for her.
Until then I will treasure every hug. Every kiss. And all his laughter.