I came home from yoga last night to the most beautiful sight.
I walked in the front door and everything was still and quiet. The lights were dimmed down and the tv was off. I could tell some major cuddling had occured because one of my
babyhawks was strewn over the couch. I walked down the hallway. The door to Sophia's room was open, the lights were off, but I could see that Shawn and Sophia were not snuggled into her rocking chair as I had expected. I tiptoed into our room, also dark, and saw the outline of Shawn laying in our bed. Next to him, with her head resting on one of my pillows, was Sophia, sound asleep next to her daddy. My heart swooned and melted. I wanted to take a picture, but didn't want to risk waking either of my sleeping angles. Instead I slipped into bed next to them for a few cuddles.