Last night as Hyrum and I snuggled in the green chair before bed, I realized how precious these moments really are. As he drank his bottle he ran his fingers through my hair ever so gently, pausing every few minutes to rub his sleepy eyes with his chubby fist. My fingers touched the bottom of his little feet and I memorized every wrinkle and crease as they rubbed. I tickled his chubby baby toes, which made him let out a little giggle, causing milk to dribble from the side of his mouth. His blue eyes looked up at me and he continued to play with my hair in delight. I placed the palm of my hand against the bottom of his foot. His little feet had grown so much, and just barely fit in the palm of my hand. I curled my fingers around his toes and gently squeezed his soft, freshly bathed feet. He finished his bottle and exclaimed, "Dah!" which means done in Hyrum lingo. I then smooched his chubby little cheeks all over which made his eyes really tired. I stood up and walked the few steps to the crib. He put his sleepy head on my shoulder and wrapped his arms around my neck. With one last hug and a bunch more kisses, I tucked him in with his favorite blanket. He rubbed his eyes, and turned his head to the side and began to fall asleep. As I left his room last night I got the impression that these moments won't last forever. He's growing up and soon won't need these night time bottles. When that time comes I will definitely miss our time spent in the big green chair.
Happy 13 months little boy!
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