On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, lots of mumble jumbles and some cuddling. Today felt short and abrupt! One moment, I was awaken by my alarm, the next, James was home. I love it when he comes home early from work, however, from waking up so early and working an energy consuming job, he is always most tired.
I decided to watch a movie when James crawled over, covered himself with the blankets, and laid his head down on my stomach. A few moments later, he began twitching which then triggered the snoring and sleep talking. He usually never says full sentences, it's sometimes a laugh or two, or some sort of gibberish.
I love it when he falls asleep on me. I feel like the protector, the angel who watches over the little lamb as he sleeps. Every time he falls asleep on me, my thoughts always go back to the beginning of our relationship when he first told me he loved me.
We were relaxing, similar to today, he had fallen asleep with his head on my lap as I watched a movie. He had passed out and I let him sleep for a good hour until I could no longer feel my legs. I leaned over, whispering to him that I had lost all feeling in legs and he mumbled "I love you too" in his sleep. I kind of laughed because I knew I loved him back but he was sleep talking, it would be weird if I blurted out randomly that I loved him back and him not knowing what I was talking about. He finally lifted his head and I immediately told him what had happened. He laughed a little, laid his head back down, and softly said "Well, I do love you". I remember everything about that day, how the room was set up, about what time is was, and the exact tone he said loved me in. That was the very first time we exchanged the I Love You's.
Cheers to the good memories we've made and to the ones still to come!
