Now I remember

The forgotten post.

Last night Stinky was having a hard time getting to sleep. I had snuggled and all of the momma tricks that I know. He was not having it. He was scared. He was convinced there was a beetle in is pjs. I ended up pulling him into my bed and snuggling him some more. I sighed. It must have been an emotionally charged sigh because he wrapped his arms around my neck and patted my head gently and rubbed my head softly and said: " its okay momma, I've got you. I love you momma, you are my best friend momma, its okay momma."

His sweetness softened my frustration and fatigue. I must be doing something right by him to have such a gentle spirit.