It Was So Sweet I Didn't Even Notice

Have you ever noticed how some things sound so sweet and precious and when they happen to you, around or with you sometimes you don't even recognize that it's sweet and precious until afterwards…or maybe never?

I've been crashing for the night around 8:30 or 9.  I just can't go anymore.  My brain shuts down and my body feels heavy and I have to get in bed or I'll fall asleep wherever I am.  I haven't even been putting the babies to bed much the last week or two.  I've literally slept in my clothes the last two nights and both nights Jimmy has come and gotten in bed with me, mostly to play, while I struggle to keep my eyes open enough to make sure he doesn't fall off the bed, jump on me or get into something he's not supposed to.  By the time Daddy comes to get him to put him in bed I'm barely aware of what my name is and where I am much less where Jimmy is and what he's doing.

Last night he ran to his room, got his new "counting" book and came and got in bed with me so we could read it.  He laid down next to me and got all comfortable and we read it together.  Then he snuggled down in the covers and read it to himself.  Then he moved around, bumped my belly, then had to pull the covers down, pull my shirt up and kiss my belly and then said "okay" and covered me back up again.  Then snuggled back down again with his book.

Does that not sound like the most precious thing you've ever heard?  It is but while it was happening all that was going through my head was "…dos…cinco…zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz….caballos….Tres…zzzzzzzzzzzz".  It wasn't until this morning when I was thinking about it did I realize how sweet it actually was.

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