I just got done putting Little Bug to bed. I cherish that time. If I'm really lucky, he'll fall asleep while nursing and then I get to cuddle him a little bit while his head rests on my shoulder. This never happens while he's awake.
The other day I pulled a new book out of the closet to read to Little Bug.
Have you read it? It's about Big Nutbrown Hare and Little Nutbrown Hare. Little Nutbrown Hare tells his Daddy how much he loves him, but his Daddy keeps coming back with bigger ways that he loves Little Nutbrown Hare.
The last few pages made me cry:
"I love you right up to the moon," Little Nutbrown Hare said, and closed his eyes.
"Oh, that's far," said Big Nutbrown Hare. "That is very, very far."
Big Nutbrown Hare settled Little Nutbrown Hare into his bed of leaves.
He leaned over and kissed him good night.
Then he lay down close by and whispered with a smile,
"I love you right up to the moon - and back."
I get goosebumps every time I read that. Because it's so true. Little Bug has no idea how much I love him. He can love me with everything he has and I will still love him more.
Kind of reminds me of God and how much He loves me... does it to you, too?