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this guy wakes up with the sun every morning. he comes down the stairs and runs to me, smile and arms wide. i hug my boy, still warm from sleep, and i whisper good morning. i hold him as long as he'll let me. the night is the longest amount of time we're almost ever apart.
every morning, my husband or i asks him, "did you have any dreams?" he always pauses, and then says with a shrug, "no." every morning. we smile and carry on.
this week, though, Bubba recalled his dream for the first time.
it was about a giant dinosaur splashing in a swimming pool, drinking the pool water, and walking around loudly, shaking the world. he smiles when he remembers. it was an action-packed dream, vivid, and wonderful to him. days later, it's still fresh on his mind and he wants to tell us about his dream again.
i love it. this peek into my three year old son's mind. dinosaurs. swimming pools. splashes, noises, a shaking world. i want to pause time and talk about his dreams all day long.
we'll ask him every morning if he had any dreams. especially now that we know there's a chance he'll remember, and we'll get a glimpse into our little guy's thoughts. it makes him happy to remember, it makes us happy to witness.
i am blessed to be my children's Mom, and to start everyday with moments like these that make me smile.
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Don't you see that children are God's best gift?
the fruit of the womb his generous legacy?
Like a warrior's fistful of arrows
are the children of a vigorous youth.
Oh, how blessed are you parents,
with your quivers full of children!