Mental Picture

Confession: I did not take any pictures today.
I worked, like I do every Sunday.
I got home around 11:45pm. I checked in on you on the monitor, but I really wanted to give you a goodnight kiss. I snuck into your room, as quiet as possible, leaned over your crib and smooched your head. You woke up. I froze, hoping you would settle back down and not notice me. No such luck. So, I held you and rocked in your chair for a while. You had so much to tell me about your day. You just jibber jabbed and jabber and jibbed for a long long time. I wish I spoke your language, but you don't seem to mind that I don't. Finally after we sang no less than 15 songs and you told me many stories about your day I decided to put you back to bed. Right before I put you down, you snuggled in my arms and put your head on my shoulder for a few minutes. These are the moments I live for.