I wonder?

So this morning as I opened my eyes to hear my little guy with his baby babble over the monitor I went in to get him out of his crib, its by far one of the best parts of my day! As much as I enjoy sleeping in my bed with out the fear of falling off the edge, being kicked in the head, neck, stomach, or fearing that the little guy will fall off the edge, I do miss him. So when I go to get him in the morning the sight of his cute little sleepy face, the flattened out curls, and how he reaches for me just gives me the best feeling. Recently he has really started to take a liking to one of his many blankets he has and I am assuming it is a part of his comforting but he will wrap it wound his head and neck, similar to a shawl with a little hood, its the cutest thing ever. So on mornings when I go in there and he is standing there like a little old women that is a bonus.

Well this morning I was not quiet ready to leave the comforts of my cozy warm bed and considering that it sounded like Kansas was blowing away outside I took advantage of this time to get in some cozy cuddle time with my little Mr. As we laid there all cuddled up, I just looked at him in such amazement. My little man is growing so fast! He will be 15 months in two days and I just cannot get over that. It feels like yesterday that I was waddling around still trying to get things ready for him to arrive and now look at him, growing in leaps and bounds. Giving me mini heart attacks as he trips and falls in the drive way, or forgets to step up as he comes in the house and bangs his shins on the door step. Those poor little legs of his have so many bruises already. I can understand now why parents say children age them faster, its the truth. But as we lay there just blinking at each other I started to wonder... all of the above things mentioned and then some were running through my head, but what was running through his? Does he have thoughts or was he just blinking at me, waiting for me to make a move? So my question, what do little kids think about? Was he looking at his mama thinking how lucky he is to have such a great mama and awesome daddy to take care of him (I only hope he thinks this), or was he thinking about his favorite toy he can't wait to play with once we get out of bed? I just wonder what goes through those tiny little heads of theirs. They are introduced to so much each and every day, new people, places, things to say, there has to be some sort of thoughts up there. That cute little baby chatter has to mean something. I can only hope that he has the happiest, sweetest, most playful thoughts running through that little noggin of his. As I watched him drift back off to sleep this morning I just smiled, I may never know what he is thinking, but I do know that I will always do my best to make sure that they are good happy thoughts, that he always has a smile on his face (if I can help it) and that he never has to worry for many years to come. I want my little guy to enjoy his childhood until he has to grow up. To dream big, play hard, and most of all have fun! I want him to have the chance to experience all the things that I missed out on having to grow up so fast at the ripe age of 10. I hope to never have to subject my son to the things that I went through. He deserves the best and I know that my husband and I will always do our best for him no matter what. I only wish I could slow time down a bit so I could have more time to spend in bed just blinking at each other....