This kid…THIS KID…is SUCH a snuggle bunny. If he knows you at all, no matter how casually, and if you’re female and ask for a hug? He’ll give it to you. He’ll wrap his tiny arms around your neck, his legs around your waist, he’ll lay his head on your shoulder and he’ll stay there FOREVER.
I’m not exaggerating. When there’s a hug-off between Wes and any adult female? She caves first, just because she inevitably has to be somewhere OTHER than holding my son. But he’s usually there for an extended period of time.
At least once a day I find myself demanding a hug from Wes. Of all three of my kids, he’s the only real snuggle buddy I’ve had and I take FULL ADVANTAGE of it. If I feel like I’m running around too stressed, I force myself to sit down and demand a hug. And then I sit there until the anxiety wanes because – I’m telling you – those arms? Better than 10 Xanax.
Do you have a snuggle bunny? If not…you can borrow mine any time. As long as I’m not using him.