Oh, do I love my cuddles.
It’s no secret. I used to love to sit on the couch and cuddle Ronan when he had no choice and couldn’t get away.
One of the reasons Brock and I are so compatible is because of his willingness to let me cuddle whenever I need it.
Today, for the first time, Ronan walked over to me and asked me to pick him up. He turned himself around on my lap, laid his head against my chest, and cuddled. For 5 whole minutes. I could have died.
Moments like these make everything else worth it.
I LOVE my cuddles.
