My Sleepy Beautiful Boy

Joshua woke up a little on the early side this morning.  Of course.  He had been waking up every day this week between 7:15 and 7:30.  But then this morning, on the first day that Jamey didn't have to be up for a training run, Joshua woke up at 6:30.  And we had a big morning.

First we ate "poptops" (aka poptarts.  And actually Jamey and Joshua did.  I drank coffee.), and then Joshua and Jamey built forts out of the furniture and blankets in the living room.  Then we all got dressed and went to Lowe's for a Build and Grow workshop.  Joshua loves going to those.  Today's project was a snowman that you can put a gift card or picture in a little slot on the back.  After that, we went and tried out new bikes for Joshua because his first bike is just too small for him.  I think Santa will be bringing him a new one for Christmas.  Then it was back to the house where Jamey and I got changed, Joshua packed up some toys, and after popping Jman in the Chariot with his toys and a snack, we headed out for a family run.  

I always have to laugh because Joshua says his legs are tired when we are finished.  You know, from all that running he does sitting in the Chariot while Daddy pushes him for all six miles.  We figured it out today - Daddy's pushin' about 75 pounds.  That's a lot to push for six miles.  Anyway, we got back and then decided to go blow it out and eat Chick-Fil-A for lunch.  Um, yummmmmy.

So we got back and it was quiet time for Joshua.  And Jamey went out to do yard work.  And I was sitting in here looking on Craig's List for bikes and Christmas Trees when I realized something.  It was quiet in here.  Like really, really quiet.  So I snuck to the doorway of the family room.  And my baby was asleep on the sofa. 

I could stand there forever and watch him sleep.  Why I wonder?  I don't know.  He just looks so, soooooo. . .beautiful.  Don't get me wrong.  I know I'm biased, but I think he's gorgeous all the time.  But he's extra special when he is sleeping for some reason.  I love him when he's awake and silly and goofy.  But when he's sleeping, maybe it is that he is so still, that I finally get the chance to really look at him.  And just look and enjoy him. 

I sometimes wonder what he dreams about.  I hope they are all good dreams. 

I also love watching him fall asleep in the car.  If Jamey and I are driving somewhere and Joshua is falling asleep, I put my visor down and adjust my mirror so I can discreetly watch him drift off.  Maybe it reminds me a little bit of when he was a baby.

We are talking about going on a family tacky light tour.  Just the three of us.  And drive around and look at Christmas lights.  And we'll put him in his jammies, and he can eat his bedtime snack in the car, and then we'll just drive around and look at all the lights. (Probably not the official tacky light tour.  Too crowded and busy.  Just drive around looking at all the gorgeous lights and go downtown too.)  He may or may not fall asleep when we do this.  But I am almost hoping already that we do it and he does fall asleep.  Because watching that is just delicious.  And how much more magical to watch him drift into dreamland while driving him around in his cute little Christmas jammies looking at Christmas lights?

We go in every night and check on him before we go to bed.  And now that he's out of pull ups at nighttime, we also take him to go potty one more time too.  I shouldn't be lifting him out of bed anymore (that little guy is heavy when he's dead weight!), but sometimes I have to.  It's so cozy that I can hardly stand it.  I cuddle him tightly as I take him into the bathroom.  And I help him go potty and then cuddle him all the way back.  I put him back in bed and tuck him all in nice and cozy, and I swear I could stand there all night and watch him sleep.  Or climb in with him.  Jamey and I have never slept with him in our bed (or his bed for that matter).  But it is so very tempting sometimes. 

So I love watching my little guy sleep.  I hope it never changes, because it is so special to me.