In yesterday’s post, I wrote about a particularly menacing night in Miles’s room. But bedtime isn’t always about threats and indecision. Sometimes it is, simply, the absolute best part of the day.
As we were cuddling tonight while Miles was dozing off, he suddenly threw his arm around me, squeezing me. I put an arm around him and hugged as good as I got.
“Daddy,” he said, looking right in my eyes, “you’re my best hugger.”