Nap well, sweet prince


As you lay there, with your head on my tummy, I tell you “one moe time” the story of the three little pigs.

Your blue eyes burn into mine and I cherish this moment. I wonder how long it will be until you are too old to use daddy’s tummy as a pillow and no longer want to be held and cradled.

You stroke my arm as I stroke your golden head. You know exactly when to add “and then the wolf came!” even though you can barely keep your eyes open. You are fighting sleep, and yet you can’t keep it away.

As I carry you into your bedroom, and gently lay you on your bed, my heart swells with love once more. My eyes shine with unshed moisture and I swallow back the lump in my throat.

You are my pride. You are my joy. I hope you will never doubt how much your parents love you. You make every day a good day, and bring a new meaning and joy to my life.

You are, indeed, my beautiful little prince.

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~ by odin1eye on 13 June, 2009.

One Response to “Nap well, sweet prince”

  1. Thief;)

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