Ava is asleep. She looks so peaceful. Her terrorizing is on hiatus. Her long eyelashes even more visible, her breathing slow and steady, her stinky little feet sticking up in the air. I like her like this. My house is peaceful and quiet and I can forget about how she pulls my pants almost down everytime that she wants me to get her something.
If my kids didn't ever rest I think I'd pull my hair out. They not only renew their energy when they're quiet and nice, they renew mine. I can look at their innocent little faces and want to squeeze their cheeks, instead of shushing them for screaming into my ear.
There is something about a sleeping kid that melts the heart. You can't help but like them. They can do no wrong and suddenly deserve to go to Disneyland every single day and on massive shopping sprees for new toys and candy and Happy Meals! I have to resist the urge not to take a picture of both of my girls every time they're asleep, cause they just look so freaking cute. I'd have like 2,000 of both of them by now, cause of their squishy little faces.
I think I just need a good nap once in a while, even if I'm not the one sleeping.
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