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oh, hi!

these sleepy blue eyes melt me so.
i (barely) made it to the gym again this morning. i say this not to brag, but because it's the backdrop for this morning's sweetness. 

i got up early (not early enough to be on time) and when i was all ready except for john, i went into his room singing the silly little morning song i use on the days i have to wake him up. he didn't stir. i turned on the lamp and went to his crib and started rubbing his back. a little movement, but not a peep. and heavy eyes that didn't open.

finally i picked up his not-quite-24-lbs of dead weight and carried him to his changing table. i lay him down and began changing his diaper. he rubbed his eyes, looked at me, smiled, and said, "oh, hi!" as if he was surprised to see me there!

he cooperatively got dressed, sat up and asked for his shoes. i asked if he wanted to give daddy hugs goodbye and he did, along with kisses and an i love you or three. as we walked out the door, he said, "have a great day, daddy!"

in the car on the way to daycare, we talked about how john was going to play with his friends today. "i be nice," he said. "be nice to friends." i asked him if he would be happy to see his teachers, and he said enthusiastically, "yes, ma'am! get out of the car in a minute, at school."

feeling somewhat optimistic that we might avoid a crying fit this morning, we arrived at school, got out of the car, and walked in. john didn't fight - he walked with me the whole way. we got to his room, and he walked in and saw his teacher and his friends. "good morning!" he said.

i leaned down next to him, knowing darn well i was tempting fate - i should run out the door while he's not paying intention. "may i have a kiss?" i asked instead?

"yes, mommy," he said, and planted one on my cheek. and i walked out of the room ...

and he didn't cry.

from the moment he opened his eyes to the moment i left was a sum total of 22 minutes. but the amount of sweetness in that brief time is getting me through a very tired day. i can't wait to hug him again tonight!
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