To see him sleeping - so soft and innocent - erases the yelling and scolding but reinforces the giggling and cuddling. My boy - my perfect boy - resting up for another day with Giraffey and a blankie in addition to all of his normal bedding.
Some nights are easier than others and some nights beg me to call a witness to what I see - naked butt up in the air, most of a body hanging out of bed, etc.
Last night was one of those nights.
I know I should get on him about playing with things in bed, but when you go in his room and see that cuteness, how can you do anything but smile?