Sweet Sentiments

This morning, Thomas and I were lounging in a chair, reading books, chatting with each other, and in general just being loving, cuddly, and sweet. A little silly, too...maybe. We had said prayers about 4 times, just because he likes to do so (and who can complain with that?) when suddenly he points to my slightly expanding middle and says 'Bay-bee'. So we talked about Baby for a minute or so, then he reaches down, kisses my belly and says, 'I wyub you, Bay-bee. Bwess Bay-bee.'

I worked hard not to cry at his wonderfully sweet spirit and sent up my own quick prayer that it remains as such throughout his life.