Snuggle Ambush

We took Boops to her first wedding this weekend. One of the funniest things about it was that she kept looking at all the people taking photographs of the happy couple with this look on her face that seemed to say, “Hey! I’m over here! Why are you taking pictures over there?” It was cute… and ever-so-slightly disconcerting.

The wedding was fun, and it was fun to have Boops along for the celebration. It was nice of the couple to invite her, and nice of everyone to help us keep her entertained. The best part for me came a little later. It was about 7:45 p.m. and Boops was beyond tired. We were at a point where we either needed to GO or she needed to fall asleep. Falling asleep when there are other people around and activity happening is not one of Boopsie’s strong suits… hmm.

Daddy-o was deep in conversation with a friend, so I took Boopsie over to watch the “signature” dances. The deejay dimmed the lights to just the disco ball (sweet!) and the bride and groom danced, then the bride and her dad, and then the groom and his mom. The second two songs were “Wildflowers” by Tom Petty (father-bride), and “Forever Young” by Neil Young (mother-groom). I kept making Boopsie lay her head on my chest while we swayed to the music and then she fell asleep… blissfully, sweetly asleep.

I realized (maybe intensified by the sentimental music… I love both of those songs), that I RARELY get to snuggle Boopise anymore. She’s a gal on the move when she’s awake and we generally put her to bed before she’s asleep. So this was a treat. I’m not sure when I’ll get to perform a “snuggle ambush” again, but I’ll be keeping my eyes open for the opportunity.


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One response to “Snuggle Ambush

  1. oh what a sweet story!

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