Nuggle Buddy

Dear Buddy,

You are my rough housing, don’t kiss me, can’t catch me, wriggle out of every snuggle, little boy. Generally, I have to manipulate you in to a snuggle. I catch you when you’re distracted by Lightning McQueen and sidle up next to you. I swoop in after a booboo and cherish the precious few moments of your vulnerability before you realize you’re far too manly to be in your mother’s arms.

So, when I woke up this morning to your smiling face it was nice. But, when you said, “I nuggle? I nuggle wit you, Mommy?” it was a dream come true.

And then we snuggled and you chatted to me about everything on my bedside table and it was wonderful.

Thanks, Buddy 🙂 You made my day!

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Categories: Buddy, Kids | Tags: , , , | 4 Comments

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4 thoughts on “Nuggle Buddy

  1. Aw… the day came 🙂 .

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