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My almost-four year old daughters have been asleep now for nearly two hours.  They were once tucked in tight under their pink butterfly blankets as snug as a bug in a rug.  

After some tossing and turning, arms are hanging off the side, legs are sprawled out, blankets askew.

I quietly walk into their room.  The ocean waves from the noise machine and the glow of the nightlight are a constant calm. 

Once I was so afraid of waking them.  

Carefully, I slide, push, move, and tuck my babies back under the blankets.  Sometimes their eyes flash open, but the eyelids slowly close without a word.

A kiss on the forehead.  Another squeeze goodnight.

"I love you," I whisper in their ear, "Sleep tight."

Watching my sweet angels sleep and kissing them a final goodnight is one of my favorite moments in my day.  

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  1. So lovely, Michelle. When the grandkids are with us, I love doing this. You captured such a perfect moment.

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  2. The innocence of a sleeping child is always a moment to savor and hold close to your heart. Lucky you to get a double dose of this special time.

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  3. pink butterfly blankets
    cover us
    you and me and us and them
    we listen close
    to the fluttering of wings
    of dreams
    of sleep
    of time as it passes
    in slumber quiet.

    -Kevin

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  4. I love this. You captured a precious moment. Enjoy this time. They grow so quickly.

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  5. Beautiful images! I can see them wrapped up in their beds sleeping the night away!

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  6. These are the special moments that we enjoy and cherish. God has given us two special little girls and we know that they are in His care every day and every night. Love ya, Mom (P.S. You made Dad cry with your tender writing.)

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  7. I could sit for hours and just watch my kids sleep! I have a college student who takes "college naps" and I still sit and watch her. So that never gets old. Beautiful memories! I loved Kevin's "lifted line" too! He is so creative!

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  8. I sent my baby off to college this year. Sometimes I sleep in her bed to remember. She is doing great and I'm proud of her but I miss her. I love it when all the kids are home and in their beds.
    Sarah

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  9. I miss the solitude of my children's sleep when they were little. I would watch them sleep then enjoy the peace and quiet of the house. Now, I go to bed at the same time as they do...and usually am the first one to fall asleep!

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  10. Grab it up and hold it tight in your heart Michelle as I've said before it goes so fast. I love that you let those of us with "big kids" now into your precious baby's lives. Give them a kiss from Oklahoma!

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  11. Almost 4 is first what I am amazed at . . .but really any of the special moments spent with our kids is the best for sure!

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  12. Beautiful. I love watching my boys sleep - and marvel at how fast time has gone. Enjoy it!

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  13. Watching my daughter sleep; it always brought peace to my soul. She was safe. I look forward to the time when we are sleeping under the same roof again.

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  14. So perfect! I am currently waiting for my "baby" to come home from second overseas deployment. Time passes so quickly!

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  15. Love. Smoochies to those sleeping angels. I still love to watch mine sleep. It's such a calming feeling.

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  16. I absolutely love reading the slices about your daughters. It takes me back 20+ years to that time for me. Thanks for the memories.

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  17. You words captured the softness and sweetness of the moment beautifully.

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  18. Such a sweet, sweet moment. Savor, savor, savor!

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