Last night, I woke up at 3:00am. My stomach woke me up and kept my attention for a while. I decided to mosey on to my reading space and finish the last chapter of “Big Magic” since I wasn’t falling back to sleep.
At 4:00am, I hear the little foot steps come my way. I see Kennedy, squinting her eyes to adjust to the light from my reading lamp. Neither of us say a word; she crawls into the bed and snuggles neatly in the most amazing sherpa blanket. She gets as close to me as possible and closes her eyes. I wrapped my arms around her and smell her (clean) hair. I notice our moment together as a gift. We didn’t need to exchange words; we just existed warmly and closely together.
Shortly after that, she says to me “Mom, have you heard of this? 1st graders are babies, 2nd graders are cats, 3rd graders are angels and 4th graders are rats.” (My apologies to the 4th graders).
Honestly, I never heard before that so I laugh and say “No I haven’t.”
She turns over and falls back to sleep. What was going on in that little mind? I’ll be curious about that for a while.
I look for these incredible moments every day.