Sunday, August 5, 2007
It's official: Gavin is a Momma's Boy. Lately, and especially when he's cranky, he can only be consoled by me. This morning he woke up crying, and Michael tried to comfort him. Nothing was working, and the crying was escalating. "Is he hungry?" Michael asked. "He shouldn't be, " I replied. "He only ate an hour ago, and it was a lot." I reached for Gavin, laid him next to me in the bed, and cuddled him close. He let out a deep, happy sigh, closed his eyes, and went to sleep. I love that.