I just got off the phone with Brent, who actually talked to me a few minutes instead of zoning out at the television. He was watching Tigger and Pooh, and we both agreed Tigger was our favorite, because of all the boucing. Then he said in such a sweet little voice, "Mommy - can you come home REALLY REALLY soon?!". When I asked why, he said it was because he needed "warm mommy snuggles". Awwwww. I'm writing this as proof for when he turns 13. Or 7. Or whenever he gags at the thought of snuggling with his own mother.
The other night I layed down with him to watch a movie with him before bed. He got the movie set up, turned the light off and jumped in beside me, laying up against me with his head on my arm. After a giant sigh, he said "Oh yeah...I've been waiting ALL day for these snuggles!". I know its part of his cycles, and next week we'll be back to passing notes from opposite sides of the room it seems, but for now, I've got plenty of warm snuggles to go around.




