So, I fell asleep on the sofa last night after catching up on a lot of shows – GH and the pilot of Lipstick Jungle.

Sometime in the wee morning hours, Zevan came downstairs and cuddled in with me. I only woke up briefly, cuddled him in, and felt right back asleep.

When I was waking up this morning, Zevan’s face was right next to mine, and I could feel his warm breath on my face. When I opened my eyes, I saw his little face grinning at me. I got a tiny little smooch, and then he moved down to put his ear to my belly.

I love mornings with Zevan. He’s just all quiet and cuddly and totally lovey. He tries all configurations of getting his bare skin on my belly. His hands, then his feet, then his ear, and then all over again.

It’s rare we get this time alone together anymore. This morning, I just felt like I need to cherish the feelings and the time.

He’ll be 4 in April, and I’m not going to get this kind of quiet devotion for much longer…