I am a father. Sometimes, I just have to repeat it to myself, because on occasions I just don't believe it. I also can't believe that someone decided that I could be trusted to help manage and care for such an obviously wonderful kid. We are so incredibly lucky to have Chloe.
This morning my alarm went off and I stirred, setting the snooze for just a few more minutes of sleep. My brain began to function, slowly revving up to speed. It was as I lay there with my eyes shut, slowly preparing for the day, that I sensed movement. Not Cora on the other side of the bed, but nearer, right at my shoulder. I knew and remembered clearly bringing Chloe to bed with us last night, so it wasn't a surprise. But, what really just melted my heart, was that she re-positioned herself off of the pillow beside me so she that lay her head on my shoulder, molding herself next to me. Then I didn't want to get up at all. That little bit of pre-morning cuddle was enough to make my day! I carefully re-positioned her so she could cuddle next to her mom and I could get up and begin my morning routine, but I did not want to.
We have so much for which to be thankful. Sometimes, I just forget to wonder at it all. Chloe makes me remember, though. I hope everyone has a safe and wonderful Thanksgiving.