When Jay and I first met …..
11 years ago-
I always LOVED the way he smelled.
Something about the MUSTY, MAN smell.
To me …It smells like HOME.
When I would nestle in THAT spot.
The one where I could REALLY smell HIS SMELL.
In his arms…safely.
Well today… I was reading with Zeek during school.
We were laying on my bed..all cozy under a blanket.
I leaned down and kissed his little head…
there it was ,,
His Fathers smell.
I leaned down to smell again and almost cried.
Just like HOME.
He is growing up so fast..
I know that before I know it hell be too big to cuddle and read “Iron Man” in my bed.
I know that before long he will pull away in the name of “Growing Up”.
So for TODAY….
I just took it in.
I didn’t rush off to check on the “littles”.(Shasha was playing “teacher” with them on the computer.)
I didn’t run off to do some dishes “real quick”.
I just took it in……