|This photo was taken last summer|
Monday, April 22, 2013
To my Honey Bunches of Oatmeal aka KK
As I walked into your room to check on you tonight, like I've done thousands of times for 6+ years I was overcome with the feeling of unconditional love for you. You were sleeping under a pile of stuffed animals and your blankets bunched at the foot of your bed. I tried covering you but you just kicked the covers off, like you always do, even though all you have on is your underwear. You've always been a little heater when you sleep, maybe that's why I enjoy sleeping with you on cold nights. Tonight is a cold night, however, mom and dad have been trying to encourage you to sleep in your bed the whole night so I will not sleep next to you, but I did lay down and just look at you. I put my palm on top of your chest as it had risen and fallen, my fingertips could feel your heartbeat...thump-thump thump-thump. I had to smile because that heart is so tender and loving, it's a good strong heart, don't let anything change that! My hand moved from your chest to your face and I traced the outline of your cheek and jaw with my fingers. I put my thumb on the very faint cleft on your chin and bent over to kiss those incredibly soft and warm cheeks, I think I have kissed those cheeks about a million times. I moved my hand again to your very soft straight brown hair and I brushed some off your forehead, you're in need of a haircut again! I love your nose, it's so perfect and cute. I noticed yesterday that you have a couple freckles making their appearance next to your scar on your nose from when the dog bit you. It's been 6+ years and until yesterday, I didn't think you would have inherited my freckles. This summer will help them become more noticeable. But until then, I will just enjoy the 3 little freckles you have. Did you know that you have very thick eyelashes? I look at them and wish that my eyelashes were as thick! As I am looking at your eyelashes I can see your eyes moving beneath your eyelids and I wonder what you could be thinking or dreaming about. I wish at times that I could just jump into your dreams and see what it is your mind thinks up. As I cuddled closer to you, I could tell that you used dad's body wash to clean your skin during your bath, you have a manly musky smell that isn't typical for a 6 year old! I hope this isn't a precursor to you wanting to grow up faster than your earthly age. But, honey, you are growing, you're growing so fast, and I love the time we have together...I NEVER want it to end, even when you're a teenager and it "isn't cool" to hang out with your mom anymore. But I won't worry about that for a while now, in the mean time I will continue to check on you every single night and watch you sleep.