Thursday, March 12, 2009
Sweet Sweet Music
I hear the Little Man stir on the monitor. I glance at the clock and it is that time. Time to feed him. I head upstairs, make the bottle and then another noise catches my attention as I head down the hallway. I stop and peek in Little Princess's room. She's laying on the top of her covers curled in a little ball. She is laughing. Laughing so hard. I step a little closer to the crack in her doorway. Her eyes are closed, but she really is having a good hearty laugh. I smile. Little Man is growing impatient so I hurry to get him before he awakes Little Princess. We sit in the rocking chair while he eats. The laughter still hasn't stopped. I sit there amazed, I'm so glad that she is having such pleasant dreams. I hate when she tells me about how scary her dreams were the night before. I usually have to try so hard to stay awake while feeding Little Man in the middle of the night, but not this time. I was just loving the sweet music of laughter coming from the room across the hall.