Recently, as I gave thought to the idea of warmth, I tended to think of warm weather. We’re just coming out of winter, and here in Florida things have started to warm up nicely. Last week was glorious with an entire week in the low 80s and sunny clear skies every day. With no rain in the forecast I took the top down on the Jeep and went topless for about a week and a half.
We’ve also been spending a lot of time outside in the last couple of weeks soaking in the warmth of the sun. We’re trying to enjoy this time of year as much as possible before the warmth of the end of winter and beginning of spring transforms into heat and humidity of summer.
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The warm weather we are experiencing now is great, but there is a warmth even greater than that provided by our wonderful sun. This greater warmth is the warmth of touch; the physical touch of another human being.
That warmth might come in the form of a handshake, a hug, a snuggle, or something even more intimate. Now let’s be perfectly honest here and agree the “something more intimate” is really, really great. Even so, a good snuggle is amazing on a whole different level. I can think of nothing better than my daughter pressing her sweet little face against mine as I wrap my arms around her. This is a level of warmth that is completely off the scales.
We are a snuggling family. A couple times a week we’ll relax with a Netflix movie and as our daughter gets sleepy, she gets nice and snuggly. She loves a good snuggle, and she’s a real sweetheart about it too. She’ll often head into the other room to fetch one of her favorite stuffed animals before settling in for a snuggle. The stuffed animal isn’t for her though, it’s for dad to snuggle while mom snuggles her, or vice versa. It’s like a snuggle place holder as she moves back and forth between us to share her snuggles equally.
Sometimes my wife and I will snuggle in together on the couch while our daughter is off playing. It doesn’t take her long to notice a snuggle is happening without her. She heads right over, climbs up on top, and wiggles down between us.
We call this a snuggle pile.
You might think that pile is complete, and it is unless our cat happens to notice the pile. He’s not one to miss out on a good snuggle either and he’ll often ascend to the top of the pile to join in.
Nothing beats the warmth and love of a good snuggle pile.