Bliss

Today, well just now I had a pure moment of heaven.
I had to wake porter up from his nap so he could eat dinner and go to bed at 9 or 10 hence sleep in until one of those times in the morning.
Now in order for you to grasp this moment of mine I have to tell you who he really is.
Porter sits straight up at the sound of his door opening whether he is awake or not. Porter when asked to cuddle will lean his head down on your shoulder for....mmmm.... 2.5 seconds (just enough time for you to start to sigh but not enough for you to finish it.) he also won't really sit and play with just you and if he does it almost always ends up in him smacking me or digging his fingernails into my gums or something...

so today. I open his door and see this rambunctious toddler lift his head off his bed, turn it to the other side and lay it back down. I gently walk up to his crib, lay my hand on his back with his eyes all a flutter and rub it with my thumb. He whimpers enough for me to pick him up but is clearly not ready for bright lights and dinner time. I take my little boy and lay down on the recliner in his room setting him on my chest. he wiggles down to the side of me and finds this little crevice along my ribcage where he fits perfectly and just sucks his thumb and holds my hand. After a few minutes of this bliss he wakes up a little more and climbs up straddling me and looking deep into my eyes with that melt your heart smile. I fall into those chubby cheeks and then I tell him softly how much I love him. Somehow that smile gets even wider as he reaches out those baby fat hands (you know the ones with the fingers bulging around the knuckles that are just dimples) and he softly and gently strokes my face. He holds them there just rubbing these amazing soft hands across my cheeks until he leans in hands still on cheeks and plants a 5 second smooch right on my lips, sound effects and everything. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmuaaaahhhh!
I smile and thank him so enthusiasticly but before I finish he again pulls my face towards his and kisses me. I do the same so I'm sure we looked absurd hands on cheeks planting kisses every chance we get. He then keeps my face in his palms and just starts telling me about the magical world he sees (if only I could understand) in words that seem to be very real to him in fact, why aren't they words? He states things matter of factly and even takes one hand off my face to shake his pointer finger at me to prove a point.
I can't remember the last time I was THAT happy. just caught up in the moment with my 17 month old ( why is he getting so old?) super content to stay there forever. until he opened and closed a fist saying "meeehh" which means he wanted milk.
I'm so lucky.