Our Little Guy is a cuddler - which is fun when we have a temperamental daughter who swings between wanting tons of hugs and affection and shrugging away from our embrace.
Emmett, on the other hand, loves to be in our laps, or laying next to us. Not that he really spends much time doing so because he also loves to play and we don't tend to interrupt those moments. But when we do take the opportunity to simply snuggle with our bug, my favorite part is how he'll sit up on our bellies and then flop, face first, into our chests and cuddle in.
Tonight as he did this with his daddy, he jabbered away with syllables that resembled "Hi, Da!" and echoes of his father's love with, "I da you!" Of course, most of this was our imagination at work, but it's fun to pretend. And even if his words are unclear, there is no mis-interpreting those actions of adoration.
It was one of those similar times this weekend, as he dropped himself onto me in a sign of complete trust, affection, joy and letting go, I wondered if this is how it feels to our Lord when we throw ourselves prostrate at his feet in complete surrender and acceptance of his love for us.
How great the Father's love for us! How grateful I am to be His child.