Friday, September 14, 2007


Last night I saw my little boy sleeping, not my baby, or even my little toddler chunk, but my little boy. His head was lying on the pillow, face completely peaceful in dreams, and somehow the shadows erased the chubby cheeks, button nose, and overall baby qualities. He is perfection, and is growing into it each day. He is completely weaned now, and I was scared of introducing too many things all at once, but needed to get rid of that final nighttime crutch. My biggest fear was that he would be hurt, and feel like I abandoned him during a challenging time. Much to my surprise, he has become more affectionate, well rested, and a sense of humor has blossomed. He thinks puns are the best, guess he got something from me after all. The best thing is that now I don't have to ask for kisses, he randomly grabs my face, pulls me toward his little face, and goes MWAW.


Tom said...

Hi Sweetheart,
Truly enjoy reading of your experiences. Love the descriptions. Love the wit! What a wonderfully written tale.
Love, Dad

Chloe said...

Thank you, Dad. Love you too.

Darlene said...

Phew - what I had to go thru to make a comment. I hate computers.

Anyway - Nanna wants MWMA's too!

Your stories were very well written.
Love ya!


Chloe said...

Awww, hopefully we can get some mwaw's to you soon. Thank you for reading. Love you too,
Kisses and Hugs,
Chloe & Thomas

Anonymous said...

Your blogs are really precious! You write beautifully. I can imagine the scenes because you describe them so well. I am glad you are experiencing all of these neat opportunities.
Renee Kilburn

Chloe said...

Thank you, Renee!
Hope the new school year is treating you well!
Take good care,