Precious

Is there anything more precious than your own sleeping baby? A sleeping toddler, perhaps. Especially when this particular toddler could be compared to a tiny tornado.

 I have rare peaceful moments with my little boy, so when I do, I cherish them. Every time I see my kids sleeping, their little chests rising and falling ever so steadily, I can not help but get a little teary at the miracle of their lives. I feel so blessed to have the privilege of being their mama. Thank you, God, for all you've given me.