bonding moment
After our typically silent car ride home from practice, Youngest usually grabs a snack and heads to his room. The door closes and chances are good I will not see him again until dinner.
Yesterday, I had had enough. I knocked on his door and went in.
"Come on, Youngest, we need to have a bonding moment."
He looked up from his computer and lifted an eyebrow (hey, when did he learn to lift an eyebrow? And why wasn't I informed?).
"Must we?" he inquired.
"Yes. We must."
I lay down on top of his duvet and patted the spot next to me.
"Oh, all right."
He lay down next to me and put his head on my chest.
"For how long?"
"One minute."
For the first thirty seconds, I was lost in memory. How many times did his tiny self fall asleep on me, his head getting heavier the deeper he fell?
And then I heard something. Something whispered. Something rhythmic.
"Youngest, are you?... Could you be?... Don't tell me you are....counting the seconds?!?"
I felt his body shake with silent laughter.
That devil.
My angel.
hilarious.
Posted by: flutter | May 01, 2008 at 09:36 PM
Sometimes a minutes is just perfect. You don't want to push it.
Posted by: Mrs. G. | May 01, 2008 at 10:19 PM
Oh, sweet. Lately, I grab my boys' heads as I pass by them and plant a loud kiss on top. They have to be sitting down, so that I can reach the top of their heads ...
Posted by: Laura/centerdownmom | May 02, 2008 at 02:42 AM
Wait - you ventured into his ROOM? The same room from the photo with the mouse?! You brave woman!
Posted by: robin | May 02, 2008 at 04:59 AM
I love the snuggle-on-demand! My kids are still willing to do it, thank goodness.
Posted by: Jennifer H | May 03, 2008 at 12:39 AM
oh this felt so familiar. lovely. the humor, the sweetness.
Posted by: slouching mom | May 04, 2008 at 06:56 AM