Around 8:30 every night we start Kaden's bedtime ritual
"get your jammies on, go brush your teeth"
So he does, then he watches cartoons for a few minutes.
By 9, its lights out
"Momma, come snuggle?"
So I climb into bed with him
Trying to find room amid this heap of blankets, pillows and stuffed animals
He always flips right over... so I can tickle his back
When he's had enough he turns over and wraps his little arm around my neck
and snuggles in close to my chest
and we talk
This is where we have our best talks
sometimes about the day we've had, or we make plans for the weekend
sometimes I tell him stories, outlandish fairy tales or memories close to my heart
I tell him about his great-grammy "with the white hair" and how much I loved her
and his great-grandddad who watches over him from heaven
Occassionally we pray together
Then I tell him that its time for him to go to sleep
And without fail he always asks "just one more minute?"
So I stay for a minute longer, being ever so thankful that he still wants his momma
He will be 8 this year and I think the time when he doesn't is fast approaching
So I drink in all this love
and I imprint these special times on my heart
We give bear hugs, mountain hugs, mice hugs
Butterfly kisses and "cheeky snuggles"
"I love you all the way up to the moon, and all the way back down to the dirt"