My little one has, once again, started sleeping in his own bed. I know…three cheers, right! Let’s see how long THIS lasts. Because we know what happens when I stupidly blog about it!
He still makes his way into my bed at around…6 or 7. And sleeps…for ANOTHER hour or so!
Yes, I AM lucky like that.
Usually though, at around 7:30, I’m downstairs getting my daughter ready for elementary school and I don’t get to take advantage of that extra few minutes of sleep.
But trust me, on weekends, it’s awesome to get to sleep in!
When he wakes up…he
shrieks calls out for me to come immediately, if not sooner and collect him from my room.
Which, of course, I jump when summoned, and go bounding up the stairs.
And every morning, he plays the SAME game. He hides. Under my covers. And seriously, he thinks he is so well hidden and that he is being super tricky. But it’s so cute. And it’s our routine. So I go along with it and pretend that I have NO CLUE that the lump in my bed is him.
This morning, after tickling my comforter and listening to it squeal. And patting the BIG LUMP of “dirty laundry” that is under my blanket. And walking around my room singing “where, or where has my little son gone.” I pull the covers back to reveal a gorgeous, warm, stinky morning breath little boy.
Today, after I “found” him. And after I planted lots of kisses all over his face. And after I squished him in a super big hug. He looked at me and said…”Mommy. How do you find me EVERY TIME I hide?” And he was serious. Because he honestly thinks that he is the BEST hider in all the land.
And I said to him…”Mommy can always find you. Because her heart always tells her where you are.”
Then I thought to myself…as my son was looking at me, so obviously pleased with that idea…
Damn I’m good.
Now, make sure you enter to win Ziggy Marley Family Time and ipod shuffle giveaway
And ALSO…I need questions. 100 of them. For my one year anniversary post that will be coming up soon. And so far, I have only been asked…ONE question. PWEASE *doe eyes* *flutter lashes* *blow kisses*
awh Mel..those are the best moments… makes up for all the P.I.A moments right..hahaha
The Retired One says
Such a cute post and story about your little boy interaction! You are pretty quick on your answer to him. I loved it.
So what if he needs therapy about his sex life when he is old and married and thinks mom is still looking at him and is with him every moment…..