Touched out, sweaty and sticky. Hot fingers that pinch and pull absentmindedly.
A little hand that traces my armpits, cheeks and elbows while the books are read.
A tiny body that sits in the crook, leans on the shoulder and suckles at the breast. all-day-long.
Touched out.
Clothes that cover, weather that cools and a bed mate who cuddles without sticking.
Fall, this Mama is waiting on you.
How is it that kids seem wholly unfazed by heat, sweat and sticking?
She is SO precious!!