Although it was a daily ritual in the early months, I can’t remember the last time this wiggle worm took a nap on me.
Today I was enjoying some quiet “me time” in the backyard when I heard him start crying through the monitor, hours before I expected him to wake up.
Uncensored first thought: 😩😏😕
He was only half awake, not in the mood to chit chat.
Yes or no Qs would light the way.
I offered to hold him and snuggle on the floor by his bed, on B’s bed, even on my bed!
But no. Still fussy. .
Finally I asked if he wanted to snuggle on the couch.
I wasn’t sure if we were just hanging out at first — if he was about to pop his head up and ask to watch some Sofia — but he didn’t.
THAT’S when I realized this was alllllllll an elaborate scheme to give me the sweetest surprise gift he could’ve given me.
I may not have anchored in our last naptime snuggle, but there’s no way I’m forgetting this one.✨😇✨