a stolen moment with noah

the other morning i came downstairs and found noah watching cartoons.

no one else was awake. i thought it would be a nice time to be alone together until the craziness of the morning commenced.

i sat in the chair and called him over.

"good morning. let's snuggle," i say.

he began to saunter over.

"give me a hug..." i'm saying as my arms reach out and he approaches.

he crawls into my lap and i'm hugging him and smelling his hair and his skin and i'm loving every second of it...

as his face is nestled against the crook of my neck, his lips part and i hear:

"aawk-ward."