Thursday, April 14, 2011


The Rock Star usually falls asleep in our bed. Otherwise, the boys have a party which involves loud, hysterical laughter. When we go to bed, we move him.

Typically I snuggle with him while he falls asleep. Because, you know, he's going to grow up and smell weird and have arm pit hair and go to college. Like tomorrow.

Tonight, he cuddled into my arms and whispered, "Goodnight, Cutie."

I intend to remind him of this. When he's twenty. And smells like a man. And has arm pit hair.


  1. Haha! That's so great! Aren't they just amazing? This reminds me of my son at 5 holding my face in his hands after I had been gone all evening and saying, "Oh mommy I just love your face!"

  2. My 5 year old always says "your my heart". I love the things they say. jv