by Mama Mabel
Ladybug went through a phase recently where she'd wake up early and run to my bed. She would climb over me and snuggle herself under the blankets between me and Coondog. She would get very quiet and lean in against me, usually trying to be the little spoon. Her breathing would slow as she drifted back to sleep and I would reflect on how beautiful and fleeting this age is, so thankful that the first thing she wanted to do each day was snuggle with me.
Eventually, she'd wake up and start wiggling, then roll over to face me with the sweet smile that only angelic little girls can make. She'd look lovingly into my eyes then hold her finger up to my face and in her little giggling voice say, "Booger. Put on floor Mama."
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