July 28

While Adam finished making dinner this evening, I headed upstairs to awaken Brady from his nap. Usually, when the door to his room creaks open, he bolts upright, but not today. Today, when I poked my head inside, I saw this:

(Well, an upright version of this. I can't figure out why my computer refuses to flip certain images right-side up. But I digress.)

He looked so peaceful, so purely restful, that I stood and watched him for a few minutes as he breathed in and out.

Good rest is a blessing. And so is the ability to observe it in action. There's just something intangibly soothing about watching a little one in low-power mode.