Love those stinky fingers!

Nick woke up late tonight needing to go potty. After I took him, he asked me to lay down in his bed with him. And, of course, I obeyed. As I was laying there, watching him doze back into dreamland, it dawned on me just how big my baby is getting. He will be 3 in September. THREE!!!! My baby, my last, my youngest, my final offspring will be 3! So, as he drifted into sleep, he slowly let his first two fingers, which he religiously sucks while sleeping, slip out of his mouth & fall onto his pillow. I was struck with an overwhelming desire to kiss his sweet little hand before sneaking out of his bed. And, I realized as I kissed that chubby hand, that I actually enjoyed the smell of those two stinky fingers, instead of holding my nose in disgust, like I normally do. I took a deep whiff & savored the smell of Nick's saliva soaked skin. And, I loved it! (Seriously, this is totally not normal behavior for me, which is why I am making a point to document this event.)

I know that he won't be this little for very long & I know that he won't suck those two fingers forever & I know that when that day comes, I won't ever get to smell that particular smell again. So, in the meantime, I am going to relish that scent, instead of recoiling from it. I want to remember these days forever!