This morning's wake up was drastically different than most recent days. For one thing, I actually slept completely through the night (I feel a difference already). But the best thing about this day is my sweet little guy, Andrew, who is 22 months old.
At about 6:30 I hear a sweet low voice coming from his room, "Mommy," drawn out so it actually sounds like, "Mmooommmmmmmmmyyyyy." This is unlike the usually moans and cries to get out of bed. When I get him out of his crib he has an ear to ear grin and we lay down together in his bed for a moment. He asks me to sing, "Sing Jesus." So I begin to sing "Jesus Love Me." Only half awake it turns into a hum. He again asks me to sing. I made up a song that goes something like this, "I love my buddy boy, he gives me kisses and he gives me hugs, I love my buddy boy." As I say kisses, he leans over with a big grin and gives me a kiss. Then he lays back down and says, "Thank you." My heart just melts.
Thank God for a day that I wake up in joy.
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God gave you a needed hug through Andrew:)
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