As I sit in my studio I can hear the distant chirping of the timer.<\/p>\n
It makes me stop typing and smile. \u00a0I listen carefully for the floppy stomp of a boy struggling to wake up and find the timer to turn it off. \u00a0One loud beep and I know he’s found it. \u00a0There’s a few more seconds and then I hear the slow click and opening of his bedroom door.<\/p>\n
I wait patiently as he sleepily meanders down the stairs and heads straight into my studio to hand me the timer.<\/p>\n
His little blonde head appears in the doorway. \u00a0“Here you go Mom” he mumbles, rubbing his eyes.<\/p>\n
I smile. \u00a0 “Thanks buddy.”<\/p>\n
One quick hug and as he pulls away. \u00a0I can tell he’s fully awake now. \u00a0With bright eyes he darts from the door to find a toy. \u00a0Probably something he set out on his train table to play with after his nap. \u00a0Today is was a toy car and track.<\/p>\n
He’s already started asking when he’s old enough to just have quiet times instead of naps. \u00a0I hate to let them go. \u00a0But he’s growing up, so I told him he can change to quiet times when he turns 5.<\/p>\n
That means I only have 3 more months of these sweet sleepy midday hugs left.<\/p>\n
And I will cherish every one.<\/p>\n
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