Snuggled at Its Finest

Owen spends a lot of time at our house now.

Since Hilary started working at Rossville Elementary two weeks ago, alternative plans had to be made for him for the afternoons following pre-school.  Three days he rides the bus to a babysitter's house in town; the other two days we pick him up at 10:30 and return to our house for lunch.  On Tuesdays we then drive into Lafayette to the Wee Speak place for his Occupational Therapy appointment.  He works with a speech therapist on Wednesday afternoons at the same clinic.

Usually Owen is a "Papaw's Boy" when he is here.  He loves Papaw, and he wants to spend all of his time with him.  Papaw fixes him chocolate milk.  Papaw has NutriGrain bars just for Owen in the pantry.  Papaw can peel oranges for Owen to snack on.  How many times have Owen and Papaw watched The Incredibles or Cars 3 on the Disney+ channel?

Crawling up on Papaw's lap to enjoy movies is a special thing.

But yesterday, something different happened.

Hilary dropped Owen off before taking the Big Kids into town to meet Blaine for dinner and then go to Mackey Mayhem which was something the Purdue wrestlers were doing in Mackey Arena.  Landon is a wrestler and attended the clinic last Sunday which was followed by a Big 10 meet.  Tessa wanted to go along and she is old enough to comprehend and enjoy what was happening on the mats.

But Owen?  He would want to wander around.  He has no interest in wrestling meets at this age.  Even when Blaine suggested that he would be happy with popcorn during the activities, Hilary said it would be only if she were holding him or by his side the entire evening since he likes Mommy best of anyone.

So he stayed here with us.

After the usual eating and playing and wathing tv, Owen decided to scramble into my recliner after I had vacated it to go to the kitchen for a drink.  He was giggling when I returned and told him that the recliner was Mamaw's seat.  He did scoot over, though, and made enough room for me to sit. 

We share some of the gummy lifesavers that I brought back with me, then he snuggled into my side, wanted me to put my left arm around him, then he settled into a comfy spot.   Before long his breathing became softer and his head drooped down.

He was asleep.

Now for some, the response would be an "Ahhh...isn't that sweet?"

But for me it was so much more.

As I said before, Owen is a Papaw's Boy.  He LOVES Papaw and everyone knows that Papaw is his favorite.

But for some reason last night, he wanted to snuggle with me.

His glasses were nudged off.  A blanket from the basket covered us.  We were nice and cozy.

Snuggling at its finest. 

I will take that any time!