Raising Children December 14, 2024 1 min read

In the middle of the night I sense something flitting around my room

In the middle of the night I sense something flitting around my room. I open my eyes and see my son Alex (5) dart by.

He sees I’m awake and whispers “kiss, kiss, hug, hug?” He wants to cuddle. I open the blankets and he jumps in, frozen cold from running around barefoot in the night (we keep our house cold in winter).

Soon he is warm, then too warm so he jumps out and goes back to his bed. As he goes away he whispers “I’m happy”.

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