Two and a Half

Lately Asher our youngest has been coming to our bed in the middle of the night. Typically I'd take any child who creep's in back to their bed IF it's happening on a regular basis. After all we don't want any bad habits developing, we need to keep this space "sacred" ;) if ya know what I mean. But here's the problem he is our youngest, and he is our last. (Unless by nothing short of a miracle Adam's vasectomy reverses itself and voila fertile myrtle here gets pregnant in which case make room in the loony bin cause I'd be moving in).

With that being said I must confess, I'm stuck on Ash. I like that he creeps into our room. I love hearing him breathe all night, I like holding his sweet little giant feet in my hands, I like snuggling close to his chubby little tummy. I like when the early morning hall light beams through the door and shines light on his perfect little face, allowing me to stare, admire and enjoy a little piece of toddler-hood that I will ever miss so much. Because let's face it teen-agers don't creep into bed with you and snuggle and really if they did I'm thinking it would be just a little awkward.

I asked myself a tough question today. If I could keep Asher at 2 1/2 forever would I? My answer is YES. Now ask me that again when he is running around the house like a mad man and perhaps I'll respond differently...perhaps. Happy 2 1/2 Birthday Ash, Momma loves you!