Sleeping Angel…

Sleeping Angel.  Ha.  More like a sleeping Archangel of Righteous Vengeance.  I know the stereotype is that parents fawn over the adorable, angelic innocence of their sleeping child.  The truth is we fawn over the cessation of hostilities.  Like war ravaged civilians, we stand in the wreckage wrought by the destructive force inherent in every human soul and bask in knowledge that, even if for only a little while, we may know peace.

Seriously.  Kids rampage.  And stillness is bliss for a parent.  Sweet sweet bliss.

One thought on “Sleeping Angel…

  1. Is there any room in the crib for the child? She obviously has all her “friends” in there with her!

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