I know I post a lot of sleeping, cuddling pictures… but I can’t get enough. The fact that my littles still make it into my room in the wee hours of the night or early hours of the morning to nestle in, cuddle, and get some quiet comfort before our day begins is so incredibly special to me. That’s what parenting is…. what happens in the wee hours of the morning or when someone isn’t feeling well. It’s catching cuddles, wiping tears, scooping up boo boo falls. It’s the million little tiny, seemingly meaningless, moments that, collectively nurture, build trust, and create comfort. ? Cheers to you, wiping boogers and holding hands. You are doing such important work. Please remind yourself of that when the days are long and the nights feel longer. ? in solidarity and love ?