Friday afternoon I weeded the front garden where Elise's rose bush is. There are only a few of her daffodils braving the erratic spring so far, but I'm always heartened when I spot another coming up. And they are brave: this morning it is 15 (15!) degrees out and snowing. On April 20th!
This morning I was lying in bed with one eye open, drifting in and out of dreams, when Felix came up to me in his blue footy pajamas. "I will hand you your glasses, Mommy," he said as he gripped them, lenses and all, with his oatmeal-sticky hands.
His face is right at eye level when I'm lying in bed. He pretended to be a spider and tickled my face by "crawling" his fingers up my cheeks. Then he decided my mouth was a fun toy: he wiggled his index finger on the inside of my cheek, fascinated by its smooth wetness. He giggled and giggled as I nibbled on his fingers with my front teeth like they were corn on the cob. He laughed as he pushed on my chin and the top of my head to close my mouth, then demanded I open up again.
Then he climbed up the bed and lay on my back like a baby koala. Our dog Ghenki, seeing he'd vacated her morning greeting spot next to the bed, came over and hopped her front paws on the edge. She licked and licked my hand, as she has always done and always will no matter how many times I say "no" (so I've almost given up after eight years), and I hugged her head to me and patted her back.
What a great way to wake up.
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Covered in dog slobber in the early morning - what more could you want?
That's a helluva lotta (well deserved) love in the morning!
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