Lily had a little trouble getting to sleep last night. About half an hour after Mark tucked her in, we found her sitting in one of the Lily sized chairs on the deck, feet swinging while she looked up at the moon. I’m all for star gazing, but if there’s one thing we know about Lily, it’s that she needs her sleep; she’s a cranky bear without it. So Mark took her back to her room and got her back into bed, lying down next to her to help her to sleep. Wouldn’t you know it, but he dropped off almost immediately while she lay awake. He awoke to find her inches from his face, hands cupping his cheeks as her little moon face peered into his.
“Love you.” She whispered and planted a kiss on his chin. “I love you” and a kiss for his left cheek. “Love you much” a kiss for his other cheek. “I LOVE you” said a kiss to his nose. On and on she went, raining kisses all over his face as she whispered her affections for her daddy.
What I wouldn’t have given to have been him last night; if only for those precious few moments.