Little Guy was up early today because of a stuffy nose. I was having my morning quiet time, and invited him to snuggle up. "I like to get up and just listen," I whispered to him, "Even when I was a young adult and lived by myself and there was no one there to make noise, I got up early and made a cup of coffee and listened to all the sounds I couldn't hear the rest of the day. Practicing listening helps."
He smiled up at me and snuggled closer; he'd learned something new about his mama.
So we sat together and listened. He whispered, "I can hear your heart."
Yes, he could.