I was laying with Bug (2y) just now in bed. He was snuggled up in the crook of my arm, his little body pressed close to mine. I leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek, and gently ran my fingers through his hair.
In the crook of his arm lay his favorite stuffed bear.
Bug pulled Bear in close, leaned over and kissed him, and then stroked
the top of his head.
What a beautiful, powerful reminder that
the way I treat Bug now will likely be how he treats his children one
day. Passing love down, generation to generation.