I woke this morning with a baby in my face. And, I mean right IN MY FACE.
"Good morning Mama."
"Good morning Maddox."
And then, he wrapped his little arms and body around my whole head squeezing my nose to my cheek.
Our two year old is as sweet as babies get, when he's not acting like a Viking, and there is no better way to wake up. Maybe, this is a sign of things to come, a hint that the forces of universe will direct my reboot to be the best juice fast I've experienced yet. Maybe..... Maybe, I need to add to the height of Maddox's crib...yeah, I'm sure that's it...little Viking monkey.



