The comfort of the tush
from that babe asleep on
your shoulder. That soft warm breath,
that warm fuzzy handfull of a head, to that sweet diapered littlest tush that fits
in the palm of your hand.
The even breathing, the littlest kitten noises.
That long tiny soft back rub.
This is babies. This cosy warm reality
of holdin’ and lovin’ and livin’
and protecting the future with your very hands.
Nothing is better ‘en Sleepin’ babies…
**For my boy and his babies.
Cas will love this.
P.S. there’s nothing like “the comfort of the tush”
love you guys
Ma
I do love it
I am so happy, you rascal.