Erin fell asleep earlier tonight with Jack while putting him to bed. I was downstairs busy catching up on a few things when I heard footsteps scampering down the stairs and immediately knew what happened (my wife turns into a pumpkin after 9 pm). Jack found me in the kitchen and made sure to let me know that mommy fell asleep and he needed water before going to bed. I filled up his cup of water and walked with him upstairs. I laid down with him in our bed to avoid disturbing Erin, and he nodded off in after a few minutes. While he was sleeping I leaned down to his chest to listen to his heart beating and just felt so lucky to be his father.
It's the tiny moments like this that I'm thankful for every day.