For months I have been bugging Blake to buy us a king size bed. I felt like I needed one after we got the dogs. I felt like I needed one when I was pregnant. And I certainly felt like I needed one after Kainoa was born. But after today, I will never ask for one. After taking this picture a rush of emotions came over me. The feeling of warmth from my husband of a furnace cuddling me on a cold morning. The way my legs fall asleep when Kona curls up on my knees. Bo's stinky breath blowing in my ear. My beautiful son snuggled close to my chest gripping my necklace while he snores all his troubles away. It's moments like this where not a worry or care in the world exist. My entire heart and soul packed on a queen size bed. As my butt hangs off the side of the bed and my head gets kicked by a gigantic dog paw I can't help but wonder if there is anything more perfect than this very moment. I doubt it.
Lovely photo, and very well said. While some people think only of what they want, I feel our family leans towards thinking of what we have.
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