Sometimes he can hear us all and he just won’t fall asleep because he’s afraid he’ll miss something. Sometimes he fights sleep and wants to be with us.
So we cuddle and we laugh and we tell him he’s a monkey by the light of the campfire.
And then I realize, he would be missing something. And so would we. These little moments aren’t part of the plan or the design. It isn’t in my schedule or exactly how I thought things should go.
And sometimes that’s okay.