Snuggle night

September 18th, 2011

Sundays are snuggle nights with the Small Boy – I stay in his bed with him until he falls asleep. He still needs this; if he had his way, somebody would stay in bed with him until he fell asleep every night. (If he had his way, actually, he’d sleep in bed with R and me.) I need snuggle night too, if only as a reminder that my big hockey playing boy isn’t really so big. He still wants somebody there with him until he falls asleep; he still sometimes gathers up all of his stuffed animals and surrounds himself with them before going to bed; he is still, sometimes, just a little boy.