The Little Miss wasn’t interested in sleeping last night, but she was oh-so-tired. Instead she wanted to sing to her babies, hug them, kiss them, and hold them tight. I totally understood every single move because I want to hug, kiss and hold Maggie tight most nights.
After seeing her tuck her babies in for the millionth time, while I fake slept next to her, I suggested to Maggie that maybe we get up and go find Papa. Two seconds later, the girl was sprinting down the hall towards her dad, leaving her babies safely tucked in bed.
It was a reunion like no other, with hugs and smooches all around, as if they hadn’t said night-night 30 minutes before. So they sat and cuddled and Maggie put on her very best show of acting like she wasn’t exhausted.
Within mere minutes, she was leaned back in Barry’s arms and trying not to let her eyes close. But alas they did close. And stay closed.
I can think of nothing sweeter than that. My girl and her papa….