Oh this moment of love. Two tiny friends climb into my bed, birds chirping outside my window. Puppy pile of flopsied mopsied love, with This One's kindergarten toes pointing that way, and That One's first grade arm heavy on my side. This One's freckled nose breathing heavy and That One's eyes fluttering in dream world inches from my face. Oh this moment of flopsied mopsied mommyness in my flannel sheets. This One and That One...may morning come slowly today.