rocking you . . .

the other night i came in from a long evening of training clients.

daddy said that you were waiting up for me in your room.

when i came up to your room you were crying. stupid me. i hit the panic button on the car, which scares the living day lights out of you. sorry bubsy.

in between your tears and sobs, you said, "scare me, mama."

i am sorry, very sorry baby.

you wanted me to stay in your room, so i obliged. i was starving and wanted dinner but, i stayed.

because you asked me to rock. "pease mama, rock in chair?"

i started rocking and you climbed onto my lap and snuggled oh so close.

i loved it.

you are so extremely tall but you still managed to rest your head on my heart and stick your but out, which always gets me.

you win me over every time.

we rocked and your eyes got heavy. i can't remember the last time i rocked you and you fell asleep. which is why i am writing this now.

i carried you to your bed and tucked you in. snug as a bug, we say.

you drifted off to sleep so easily that night. on your belly. knees tucked under you and alfred, your lovey tucked under your arm.

i think that night you and i had very sweet dreams.

i never thought i could love someone so much. not to sound cheesy but you really are my sunshine baby boy.

i love you always more than air.