I was reading an email after having said “I love you” and given my nightly hugs and kisses.
I hear the scampering of small feet and I looked up to see a little man in Super Hero underwear at the top of the stairs.
“Whatcha doin’ buddy?”
“I’m not asleep yet mama. What are you doing?”
I hustled him back down the hall, while he griped about wanting to be with me.
“Why do I have to go to bed”
I explained that it’s night time and at night, we go to bed.
“Well, why aren’t you in bed yet?”
I told him I’m the mama and mamas can go to bed later. I explained that he didn’t have to sleep but he needed to stay in his bed. He sighed more like an annoyed fifteen year old vs the feisty four year old that he is.
“We can talk if you want, buddy.”
“Ok, I want to talk,” he said.
“Well, what do you want to talk about,” I asked as I lay next to his chlorine-infused, tousled hair.
“Um, I just really want to snuggle and for you to sing one more song.”
I couldn’t argue with that.
I wrapped him in my arms and started singing “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”. He let out a little breath and within a few minutes, his eyes were fluttering.
As I pulled away, he stirred and muttered “stay one more minute” and I kissed him and slipped out the door.
Good night sweetheart. Good night.
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