It's 3:45 in the morning. Alex is standing beside my bed, his head nearly level with mine. "Mm. What is it, baby? What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I wanna snuggle." Without waiting for a response, he starts to climb up into the bed.
"No, honey. Snuggling is okay in the morning, but at night, we stay in our beds and sleep. Come on, let's get you tucked back in. When you hear my radio start playing in the morning, then you can come in and snuggle, okay?"
"Okay."
Two hours and fifteen minutes later, my alarm goes off. In the time it takes me to reach out an arm and smack it, there's a little blond boy scaling the side of the bed.
"Hey, sweetie. You like to snuggle in the morning, huh?"
"Yeah. I like to snuggle at night, too."
***
"Mom, what holidays are there in January?"
"Well, New Year's Day, of course. And there's Martin Luther King Jr. Day, but that doesn't have parties or gifts, it's just a day off from school."
"A day off school is like a gift!"
I hear ya, little girl. I hear ya.
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