Sleeping like a baby
Tonight Eli fell asleep on the couch while listening to his pirate party music, and I couldn't resist from taking him gently into my arms and cradling him like a little baby. He's gonna be four on Thursday, and there aren't too many days left where I'm going to be able to hold my eldest son like a little baby. I love him so much it makes me ache, and I still remember bringing that little guy home and falling asleep with him on my chest. The effortless, guileless breathing. The soft eyes, the open mouth. Bits of drool and moisture and an essence of complete abandon. I'm sure I'll be sneaking in and watching him as a teenager, sleep in that quiet bliss. *sigh*.

And while you're sneaking in watching him sleep, he and I will be getting drunk and laughing at how silly his dad is for thinking those pillows actually look like sleeping teenage Eli.
Was gonna' get upset I wasn't invited (how many clues do you need to realize my ego is as fragile as a crystal vase gettin' juggled by Eli?) but then I remembered that I get ONE ON ONE time with Joshie this Friday night, so all y'all can just kiss my lilly-white butt. Hah hah!
Please apply this comment to "Just Me and Bobby McGee". I have no idea how this thing got stuck onto this entry...?