He wakes up after Mama and Papa have gone.
I am late but for reasons I had planned earlier
He whispers good morning in his sleepy groggy voice. He is so cute when he wakes up.
I head out to the garden to pick some fresh leaves for my morning smoothie and right behind in big sandals that belong to his brothers is a little chubby guy moving with his little feet...swiftly saying nothing but following ever so intently.
I head to the kitchen and he gets himself a seat to watch me get busy. He waits patiently with no squeamish movement. He follows me around the kitchen in utter content of him just being there.
I pour some green juice for him and he sips to check the body approval of the liquid.
“It’s yucky Gloria” I laugh knowing he is just about right on all fronts.
I head to the bedroom to get ready for work. He sits down on the floor to play with a belt. He is okay knowing I am near by. He is so cute just sitting there being Ay in his own little way. I ask him to sleep in my bed as I go to take a shower and ever so assuring he tells me, “Wake me up to say bye to you before you go” I whispered, “Okay, baby”
By the time I return, he is sound asleep and I am not sure I want to wake him up. So I shut the door quietly and head to work.
My heart is full. My love jar is overflowing. I can’t wait to get home from work already.
