Small cries alert me that you have woken from your nap, which if not answered quickly become much bigger cries with tears. Your big smile greets me as I open your bedroom door, accompanied by demands of "Up, up" or "I want to get out now" with out-stretched arms.
I love those few minutes every day when you are happy to be held for more than five seconds and you relax into me, breathing softly for sleepy snuggles. I breath in the smell of your hair, enjoy the sleepy warmth of your body and feel your heart beating against my chest.
But soon you are sitting bolt upright telling me which toy or book you want us to go and get, and you are right back to your whirlwind, non-stop, self until bedtime.