This is not the first time I’ve posted a picture of Cragbaby sleeping, and it probably won’t be the last.  He’s just so darn cute when he’s sleeping!  I love the irony of an energetic toddler that’s been going 100 miles per hour all morning shift directly into sweet post-lunch snuggle session as he drifts off to dreamland.    Go, Run, Explore, Laugh, Love, Live…then, almost without warning – Stop, Relax, Breathe, Rest, Restore, Refresh.

This picture was taken just a few days ago when I went in to C’s room to wake him up.  Some might accuse me of breaking the number one rule of parenting (Never wake a sleeping baby), but I’ve come to realize that while allowing a toddler to sleep more than 3 hours or so might prove helpful by day, it without fail makes for a frustrating evening that involves parents that seem more ready for bed than said toddler. That means that several times a week I go into C’s room around 3 and do things like fold laundry, sing, dust, and organize drawers to ease him back to the land of the awakened.  This of course, never happens outside on climbing days – those days I count my blessings if we get an hour!  Anyway, on this particular day slumbering C was the picture of serenity, seemingly stuff into the corner of his crib on top of his monkey pillow, legs all awry and popping out of the crib slats with a belly that was rather tempting to tickle.  I couldn’t help but smile as I watched him for a few minutes before opening the blinds to let the sun shine in.  I found myself wondering what he was dreaming about, and tried to picture that same little boy as a big boy, teenager, and eventually, a grown man with a family of his own.  Then I decided that I’d rather just enjoy him as an innocent little toddler indefinitely – too bad its not up to me 🙂  What images come to your mind when you think of words like peace, serenity, and restoration?