Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Light

And then, in the night, after a day of bad news and some ugliness, I crept into Charlie's room to cover him up. As I left to go back to bed, I heard a loud, long peel of delighted laughter coming from my sleeping boy.

Damn, life is good.

2 comments:

  1. That is lovely and satisfying.

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  2. I love this post.
    I love sleep laughing. My nine month old did it the other day. It is the sweetest thing. I interpret it as I have a happy, secure baby.

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