Night Night Maxi

Last night as I was tucking the little guys into bed, Max had already fallen asleep. He had played so hard that day that he fell asleep as his head hit the pillow. I took advantage of him in his slumber state and crawled in bed with him to admire his sweet features as he lay there so silent and still (we all know that Max is rarely silent & almost never still). I pressed my nose up to his and felt his warm breath on my face as he exhaled. He was so peaceful and adorable. His hands and arms still have the presence of that of a baby. His knuckles and elbows are covered with dimples and wrists with creases and I had to control myself because I just wanted to nibble them. It is times like these that remind me just how precious of a gift my children are and makes me feel guilty that I am not soaking up every single second with them. They are growing so fast and time is slipping away. But now, as I sit here and type Max is whining and crying and I am reminded why it is hard to savor all of the moments of every day! But I want to try...before it is too late.