Don't even think about waking him up while in this state. It can't be done. Experts have tried and tried. By experts I mean his three older sibings screaming in his ear "Brady wake up!".
Look at that precious face? You would never think for a minute he screams at the top of his lungs when he doesn't get his way. Or hits Micah on the back constantly. Or sneaks into his sister's room and puts on her flavored chapstick. Not this sleeping babe.
Or that he freaks out in the checkout line at Wal-Mart every time because of the toy cars he so desperately needs.
How happy I am to be able to share this time with him. To nurture him. To comfort and lead him. To teach him. Except of course, when he is sleeping like a rock. How happy I am for those times as well!