After covering each of them up, turning off their lamps, kissing their cheeks, whispering soothing words and smelling their hair, I realized something.....
The later I stay awake, the more I love my kids.
Can this be true? This is a crazy thought. I mean, of course I always love them and I already love them all the way. But two things have given me perspective:
*I have just spent 3 hours alone. (I guess not truly "alone" but completely uninterrupted.)
*Sleeping children (especially when they are your own sleeping children) are absolutely the most precious sight.
Man, I love those kids!
I almost want to wake them up and tell them how much I adore them!
But I am going to put myself to bed right now before I do something I will regret!