That’s what I am thinking about one night, sitting here on the bed watching you sleep while On is readying a load of laundry to wash in the morning.
You look so happy and peaceful sleeping my son.
You are a little Angel-heaven sent to bless our lives and bring us much happiness.
As I sit here, watching you and thinking about how grateful and truly blessed I am, I wonder what you are dreaming about? I am wondering again what kind of dreams you have. A few times I have watched your eyes moving when you fall into REM sleep, so you must be dreaming about something. Maybe you are dreaming about drinking more milk or dreaming about how wonderful, soft, and warm it is when On holds you.
I want you to sleep well tonight my son. I want you to get lots of rest and to have whatever sweet dreams you have.
I kiss you softly on your forehead and whisper in your ear.
“Good night my son. I love you so much.”
