Priceless Memories

Sometimes there are memories that you cannot capture on film. In this day and age of digital cameras, photos are easy to take. So our little one's lives are very well documented. But there are moments when a camera is just not possible, and sometimes that makes the memories, even a bit more special. 

One such memory happened this weekend, on our first camping trip. We set up A in his own little corner of the tent - with his own sleeping bag and warm blankets. He woke up about midnight, crying. I leaned down to comfort him and he jumped into my arms. He immediately fell asleep, his warm little body finding comfort in my arms. He rarely falls asleep in my arms, at least not since he was an itty bitty baby. So I brought him into sleeping bag and he cuddled up and let out a sigh of contentment. 

I was lying there with this amazing child in my arms, my amazing child. Content. There were two owls in the tree above us hooting back and forth. As I cuddled my son, perhaps the only time in my life he will cuddle up with me in a sleeping bag, he laughed in his sleep. Perhaps the sweetest sound I've ever heard. Does life get better than this?