A Fleeting Moment

Slice of Life: Day 2

“Wanna cuddle, buddy?”

Spreading the blanket over us, my son sits up waiting for me to put my arm around him.  He rests his head on my chest and I rest mine on the top of his head.  I close my eyes not wanting to be anywhere else.  He awkwardly pushes his arm upward towards me and his hand searches… I smile secretly knowing and loving what he is searching for.  My hair.  His fingers finally find it.  He grabs a clump, while his fingers keep searching looking for me.  He holds on tight.  This has always been his comfort, his security blanket.  I lay my hand across him and squeeze him tight.  I love that he needs me and that I comfort him.  Laying next to him listening to his giggles, laughs and commentary makes me smile and I know to savor these moments for one day he will no longer want to cuddle with his mom.
“It’s all done, bud.  Bedtime.”
“Awww, that wasn’t even a long time. I didn’t get to cuddle or hold your hair.”
“Yes, you did.  Time for bed.”
And, just like that, body flailing, legs kicking, the moment is fleeting.  There’s the Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde that hides within every 4 year old.  Just. Waiting.
Ugh…until next time.

4 thoughts on “A Fleeting Moment

  1. You stated it so perfectly Tina! Those fleeting moments. I love how you hold onto and savor every moment with your beautiful kids. Those moments are so precious. Hope your whole weekend is as warm and wonderful as this post. 🙂


  2. I love this. Sweet little moments with your little buddy! I remember from last March about the hair- so sweet that the habit hasn’t been kicked. Tugs at my heartstrings and makes me laugh right at the end. You are so great at putting the reader there with you 🙂 Yay for year 2!


  3. I love how honest and sweet and real of the moment you captured. It took me back to cuddling days with my girls! So important to savor those moments while they last because as you so accurately captured, those moments can be fleeting! Thanks so much for sharing!


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