Monday, July 30, 2007
home is where my heart is
I crawled into my hotel room (near the Toronto airport)at 2:00 this morning. I spent the last several hours of my trip looking forward to being able to take this pic of my beautiful sleeping son (my spouse and the boys were at T.'s brother's place for the last few days. My oldest stayed on to hang with his cousins and my spouse and youngest son checked into the hotel near the airport ahead of me).
He woke me at dawn with a joyful cry, as he hopped into my bed and went back to sleep on my pillow.
When he was cuddling with me a little (OK, a few hours) later, his papa asked him if he was happy his mama was home.
"I was happy to see her this morning. I'm happier now that she's awake."
We're home now.
I have so much I want to share with all of you but I really do need to go to bed.