Cory gets kind of upset when I get them up out of bed...especially when it's the third time for the night. But this is why. Because sometimes they're trying and full of energy. Because sometimes I'm too busy to sit with them. Because eventually this little guy is going to be too big for my lap and I'm going to miss holding him desperately.
I try not to wish the time away. There are things I look forward to as they get older, but for now...for this moment...I really love getting them out of bed so they fall asleep in my arms. Sorry, Cory. :)