Naturally Curly, Naturally Fabulous

I often creep into my littles rooms before I go to sleep. I tuck them in one last time push their wild little boy locks off of their foreheads and kiss their cheeks. I listen to them make sleep noises and whisper in their ears how much I love them and what happy beautiful creatures they are. They never wake up. Sometimes one will toss and turn away and barely open their eyes. It's a ritual that I adore. Being alone in the quiet with them observing the gift of being their mommy. I wonder sometimes what are they dreaming about. Ice cream cupcakes ? Crocodiles and ninjas? Playing at school or with their brother? I'll never know for certain. Only what they report back to me in the morning.