Wrapped up in Mommy's love

Kimmie has never been a morning person. When she was little, say 10 or 12 and younger, she would curl up in a ball in my lap while we were waiting for her school bus to come. Sometimes she would almost fall back asleep. She could curl up into such a small ball that I could surround her with my hands and arms. I would hold her and tell her that she was "all wrapped up in Mommy's arms, all wrapped up in Mommy's love." There was also the sense of surrounding her to protect her, to protect her from the world, from people who might not be nice to her, and from difficulties she might face that day at school.

--Mom