Mr. Sandwich and I will sometimes pause and say to one another, “This is a dream come true.” And I can tell that Baguette has those moments, too.
Baguette has been very anxious for me to be around her lately, but when we are together–and by “together,” I mean snuggled up against one another, she is so happy. We’ll sit on the couch, with her leaning up against me, and she will just relax.
Or she’ll stand up, grab my hand, and pull me into the hall. There, she’ll sit down and say, “Mommy SIT.” When I do, she’ll say, “Mommy NIGHT” and push on my chin until I lie down on the floor. She’ll lie down next to me, give a deep exhaling sigh, and then just beam at me. Then, giggling, she’ll run to my feet and crawl along on top of me until she wraps her arms around my neck, roll off me, and go back to my feet.
That’s all she needs right now–me, focused on her and playing the way she wants to. It’s so simple, and so wonderful. And being loved like that is so humbling.
Although I do have to say this: I hear lying on the floor is good for your back. And I am not convinced.
Photo by Mr. Sandwich.