Windy Days

Turns out not only is the dog super freaked out by the wind, but it has the power to wake Nehemiah from his naps also.

It ended well though. I went in to his room and picked him up and took him over to the glider to snuggle. We sat there for several minutes, he calming down, and me soaking in the moment.

I had his little head just beneath my chin and I could smell wonderful things:
Soothing Milk Bath, baby lotion, a hint of sunscreen, and a waft of overripe banana (which was smeared somewhere just below his ear).

I wiped his tears and we looked at each other in the stillness of a cuddle.

Bliss.