I love checking the kids after they finally doze off to sleep.
Total silence reigns in our house. You can hear a needle drop. It was never this peaceful since 7 in the morning.
I take my time to look at them one by one and contemplate how the day was.
My baby is now a big boy. The girls fell asleep with their faces touching each other. The boys slept holding each other’s hands. Gosh, this girl looks like me. He did many good deeds today. This boy is ready to help me unload the dishwasher every morning. He sleeps like his dad. I was too harsh with him today, tomorrow I’ll apologize.
It’s exciting, hilarious and endearing at times.
But Luis never fails to crack me up.
He can fall asleep like a saint. You’d wish he’ll sleep until he is 12.
He can sleep with party balloons on.
Or fall asleep half way through the bed.
He can fall asleep with a box on his face illumined with a flashlight.
Or while holding hands with Pio.
While the rest read literary classics like Little Princess, Pinocchio, Velveteen Rabbit, Alice in Wonderland, Chronicles of Narnia to sleep. Luis browses through IKEA catalog, Coles/ Aldi weekly sales, Target/Kmart magazines to put himself to sleep.
There is really something special about this boy.