this morning.

I heard Claire on the monitor waking up, checked the clock, 7am. Good girl, slept through the night. I tiptoed out of our room, trying not to wake Trey, who was curled up at the foot of the bed, snuggled up to his Daddy's legs. Claire's full of smiles when she sees I haven't forgotten about her, and she rubs my neck and arms with her silky soft fingers while I nurse her, with only the christmas tree for light. I change her diaper and nibble her toes, I love her little giggle so much. Trey comes waking into the living room with his blankie, "hi mom! hi care! what you doing?" He comes and lays beside Claire and she squeals as she excitedly reaches for his face, Trey looks up at me and laughs, "care funny!" Now they are both crawling towards the coffee table, which Trey calls the castle, "come on care," Trey is always telling her this, I love it. Once they're both underneath, Brock comes to join the party. "dadda awake!" He joins them in the castle and Claire worms her way towards him. He picks her up and rubs his morning stubble into her neck, for some reason she loves it. He talks to her as they head into the kitchen to make some toast. Trey makes his way to sit by me on the couch, he lets me hold him like a little baby and we lay beside each other, nose to nose, he likes to play with my hair and point out my eyes and nose and teeth. The sun hasn't even come up, and I've already had a good day.