
Every morning.
We hear his door knob jiggle, door rattles, opens, he exits and promptly closes the door. He doesn't appear around the corner. He is looking to see if anyone is up. Negative. Returns to room and closes his door. Silence.
15-20 Minutes later...
We hear his door knob jiggle, door rattles, opens, he exits and promptly closes the door. Appears in our doorway (usually with an animal or two in tow)... smiling. He waits.
One of us will either tell him to go back and play in his room for a little longer (if it is before 7 am). Or wave him in. The first command is met with a quiet obedience and he returns to his room where we can hear him playing (and he often turns on his favorite Winnie the Pooh songs on his cd player). The second one, when we say "Good morning" and tell him to "Come [s]nuggle with us" is always met with just the biggest smile you can possibly imagine.
That smile is sometime the very sweetest part of my day (if it turns out to be a rough one). I can always count on that smile... and I never want to forget it! He starts every day wanting to smile and snuggle... how do we ever say no...
oh yeah... because we were up too late...
crazies.
Go to bed! Greet your little one with a smile in the morning! Maybe there won't be any more bad days!
Disgustingly optimistic, right? I know :-)
I like that about myself.
Enough for now.
Peace.
Abi
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