Triple Treasure

Sometimes Josephine Willow lets me kiss her to sleep. 

I'm. Just. Sayin'. 

I don't know if you have ever just kissed a sweet baby right slap down to sleep, but it's the bee's knees.

Also:: Can someone kiss me to sleep? 

If that wasn't enough, tonight, she let me sing her to sleep. Well, us. She let us sing her to sleep. 

I thought Cham was already asleep. When I took the bird into their room to lay her down, she got a little cry in her throat. So I started humming 'Let It Go'. Her favorite, always calms her down, tune. All of the sudden, I hear a little rabbit start quietly singing alongside my hum. Word for word. From the beginning. And those are the moments. When Josephine calmed down, Chamblee stopped singing and rolled right over to go to sleep. You can't teach that kind of sweet, soft spirit. Can you?

 Triple Treasure.

They keep telling me that they are growing up. They think it's funny. I think it's fast. 

Not too soon, now... and not too fast. 

Until Next Time, 

The Guff