Lately, Liyam has been climbing into bed with us in the middle of the night. It’s irritating to have your sleep interrupted by a pushy octopus with no control over its limbs. He says loudly, “Please move? I need some space,” as if it were the middle of a noontime conversation. But then he snuggles in close and rubs my arm gently with his soft soft hand, and who wouldn’t love that for at least five minutes?
Two years, two cupcakes, too cute.