cozy.

I'm going to miss this for an entire week. I always go into their rooms at night and watch each of them sleep. I love how relaxed their faces look. What they deem the "most comfortable" position to be. Where their little fingers intertwine to find the coziest, most comforting little swatch of blanket. I'll miss it. However, I'm looking forward to mimos in the morning, kyaking with through the fog in the rain, and snuggling up under my own blanket with knitting and a good book. Oh, and the conversations. Seven days of uninterrupted thoughts and conversing. That is going to be epic.