Independently Cuddled
I love a lot of things about the Kiddo. Mostly, though, I love the mornings with the Kiddo these days. See, we have a routine and it changes based on the day. Some mornings, I’m still sleeping when lil miss wakes. J, 99% of the time, is showering or getting ready for her day, so a little hand either strokes my arm hair until I wake up or smacks me somewhere on the blankets and body to wake me. But, she’s always woken me in her Kiddo way. In California, she would hit the door like a Linebacker with a free shot at the QB and in her loudest little voice, WAKE UP, DADA! But, I wake. Then she scoops up the pile of fluffy blankets into her arms and kind of leans into me laying on the bed. I can then scoop her up and pull her into the bed and we can cuddle and talk and she tells me about her sleep, dreams, waking up, seeing rain out the window, what we should do that day, etc. The other way is that I wake first. Usua...