My new favourite time of the day.
Somehow over the last fortnight, Little Sisi, Squashy and I seem to have found a small pocket of time each day for ‘Cuddle Time’.
Sometimes 7 month old Squashy is napping, so we go and lay on top of our big bed, or on the couch to chat and cuddle and push each other over. Sometimes the bed is a boat where Leesa the Cavoodle circles around underneath. She is one of those dogs who chases their tail, digs, chews (every dog character cliche) so it’s not hard to catch the fish with the towel-robe cord.
When Squashy joins in he mostly latches onto our hair as it flutters into his grabbers. Even Little Sisi isn’t very surprised by it anymore, and patiently removes the strands as painlessly as she can.
I know that cuddle time won’t last forever, and she’ll find me old and boring and (most horribly) a complete embarrassment someday. In the beginning, middle and end, who needs to be thinking about ‘then’?
I’ll say it again…. I need a better camera!