“Let him sleep, for when he wakes, he will move mountains.”
This toddler is always on the go. He is busy. Constantly.
There is something about sleeping baby/kid pictures that make my heart…swell. I have a soft spot for them, indeed. Little Mr. is a very light sleeper. He wakes up at the drop of a pin. He gets that from me.
Yesterday, it was creeping after 5PM and he was still asleep. I went up stairs to awaken him and he didn’t move. I ran down and grabbed my camera, hoping to steal a few photos to cherish that moment.
He looked so tiny crumpled on his bed. So peaceful and precious.
The rough and tumble toddler looked every bit like my sweet baby boy. Two and a half years old. I just stood there in awe of how thankful I was to be his mom. I would be lying if I said I didn’t get a bit choked up.
There are very few moments in the day where the two of us just get that stillness. Those moments are heavily cherished. He still allows about 30 seconds of holding him when I get him from his nap. Then he is off! Growing up before my eyes.
Those moments where they just collapse in your arms. Their warm little bodies cuddled up in your neck. I live for those moments.
Here are some of those sweet moments I stole. We love you, Little Mr.