Snuggles and Storms

We've had a lot of really big storms come through this week, usually in the middle of the night. Both Luke and Max are bothered by the storms. If they scare me, of course they are going to scare little kids.

Lately, the thunder wakes Luke up and he comes into our room. I'm a softie, but I let him climb into the bed. I know I'm not supposed to, not really for parenting reasons, but because it's hard to get him out once he gets in. He likes our bed much more than he likes his own. I do too. It's my sanctuary and everything in or on the bed is fluffy and soft.

Anyway, these past few nights have been great. I love snuggling with him and smelling his sweaty little head. Sometimes he'll throw his arm over me or just snuggle into my side. Honestly, it's the best. Sadly, it looks like the storms are moving out and he'll have to go back to his bed. I know it's best for everyone, but I'm going to miss my little snuggle bear.