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sleep crumpled, doe eyed and snuggly, little mr just about four, climbs up into the big old bed. his tousled, towheaded blonde curls bouncing and plants a smearing, smooching kiss on my lips, before climbing into the middle bit of the bed, the bubba spot. then bestowing the same loving brand on da's lips and wriggling like a fish, he makes himself.... comfortable. king of the bed and hums himself back to sleep. we look at each other, over his nodding head and smile. he is the gift , we did not know we wanted, but are so very glad, we recieved and we marvel at him daily. this bit, of you and me and god. we doze all three,   and the blucat beside a knot of happiness and love, in the big old bed. contentment, nestles, rich within our hearts our minds at peace together again.
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 3:42 PM UTC
to be contented.....
sleep crumpled, doe eyed and snuggly, little mr just about four, climbs up into the big old bed. his tousled, towheaded blonde curls bouncing and plants a smearing, smooching kiss on my lips, before climbing into the middle bit of the bed, the bubba spot. then bestowing the same loving brand on da's lips and wriggling like a fish, he makes himself.... comfortable. king of the bed and hums himself back to sleep. we look at each other, over his nodding head and smile. he is the gift , we did not know we wanted, but are so very glad, we recieved and we marvel at him daily. this bit, of you and me and god. we doze all three,   and the blucat beside a knot of happiness and love, in the big old bed. contentment, nestles, rich within our hearts our minds at peace together again.
it is these things, so beaitiful small and large... which i choose to focus on these are the moments of my betterdays which i share with you
betterdays
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 3:42 PM UTC
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