and before you know it they will be adults.
Until then, I will cherish each morning as he sneaks in my bed and lays beside me. I wake up and he is right there like a lonely puppy. I call him my little "teddy bear."
As we wake he anxiously awaits for his warm cup of milk with his choice of chocolate or strawberry syrup (in some cases a mixture of both depending on how he feels.) If he doesn't get his morning fix he's a cranky little boy throughout the day.
As I lay him down to sleep we say our prayers and him and his brother get their special kisses at night. I will miss these moments.
Happy Birthday Son.
Live & Love Mom.