H A I L E Y
I woke up to small kisses all over my face, Liam's warm little body wiggling beside me under the covers. A sleepy smile pulled at my lips as I kept my eyes shut, savoring this part of the morning.
“Mommy,” Liam whispered against my cheek, drawing out the last syllable like a song. “Time to wake up, wake up, wake up!”
I opened one eye to find a pair of sapphire blue ones, the only thing he got from me, staring right back at me, so full of life and mischief it made my chest tighten with overwhelming love. Five years old and already the boss of the house.
He giggled when I reached up and poked his sides, and he squirmed away, rolling off the bed dramatically with a soft “oof!” as he hit the carpeted floor.
I heard him scamper off toward the bathroom, calling over his should
