He will come up to me and TG at different times and say, "Mama, I snuggle you?" or "Daddy, you snuggle me?" Then he climbs on your person and gets himself as comfortable as he can without any concern for our comfort.
We don't mind. I know these days are fleeting so even when he asks me to "put down you con-puter" or "mama be done painting" I oblige. I read a blog post by Ann Voskamp about her 18 year old son yesterday and she said in the post, "You grew up — and I want to go back and I want to go with you, but I can’t do either." I just about cried. So I'm going to snuggle my babies and love on them as long as I can.

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