Joseph fell asleep in his highchair amidst chaos and craziness again. Most days he can hardly make it through lunch without dozing off. When I pulled him out I had to pry a grillcheese sandwich from his hands and brush off his crumb filled shirt. His warm little body snuggled in close as I scooped him from his chair. His arm grabbed the back of my shirt and then slowly let go as he drifted back to sleep.
He will be seventeen months old tomorrow and I can hardly believe it! Lately he has been attempting the stairs going forwards with one hand on the wall for balance as his short little legs make their way from one step to the next. It scares me to watch! He has also taken a liking to stuffed animals. I wish I would have thought of that when he was just a baby, maybe it would have helped him sleep better!
Before I left the room I had to stop and admire him for a few minutes. I love watching my babies sleep. I like the way his long eyelashes rest on his chubby cheeks. I love the way he tucks his knees and hands under his tummy. And I love hearing those soft breaths as they dream.
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