These Moments

James has been out of town all week so it has just been me and the kiddos. The other night, I took them to Target to get some much needed necessary items. On our way home I stopped and got us some crappy fast food for dinner and we went home. Rory was exhausted and had fallen asleep on the way home. I laid her down in the toddler bed and so it was just me and Michael. He sat there eating his chicken fries next to me on the couch. I took off his shoes and socks and his feet were sweaty so I started to blow on them. This put him in the biggest giggle fit I think I've ever seen him have. He was laughing so hard he could barely breathe. I just sat there soaking up the memory and reminding myself how much I love this kid. We hardly get moments between just me and him anymore and so any time I have one, I feel like I need to capture it in my head.

Then last night Rory was again asleep before he was (which is rare). I was putting him down to bed when I accidentally bumped his head. He started crying so I sat and rocked him on the glider in his room for a while. He sat there whimpering this fake little whimper for a while so I wouldn't stop holding him. Every time I went to put him to bed he would say "No, how about the chair again?" I decided there wasn't anything more important at that moment than holding him and rocking him like I used to do every night. It feels like an eternity since I have last rocked him to sleep. I finally laid him down to bed and he made me give him the required 100 million kisses, which I gladly gave. 

Moments like those are really what it's all about. <3