Toes, Mama.

The other night, Burl woke up saying, "Toes, Mama. Toes." I reached over and felt the blanket had slipped off his cold toes. I pulled him closer to me, and he snuggled his legs under the blankets against me and drifted back to sleep.

Some say we're spoiling him, and creating a monster who will expect to be doted on his whole life. We feel we're providing a loving, trusting environment for him, full of security, comfort, and compassion which will continue to help him grow healthy, both physically and emotionally.


Anonymous said...

we do the same over here.

Jennifer said...

Amen! I think our children end up so much more confidant and compassionate when their needs have been taken care of.

Naturalearthfarm said...

Oh, I agree. Our two year old woke me the other night because his pajama leg had fallen down over his foot and was bothering him (he has to have his feet free).
Warm wishes, Tonya

Tara Thayer said...

something that i don't talk about with most people, but when i do, most often i find we are not alone.
anna is five, and while she does have a little bed of her own, she sleeps with us most of the night, everynight.
and most mornings, we have at least four in our bed.
and that doesn't include cats.
i feel that it grounds us all to be able to go off into the world and feel safe to live life away from the safest of homes.
but that's (apparently not) just me.

et lille oejeblik - a little moment said...

i think he will be a compassionate and loving human being. how can it ever be wrong to show you care?