Bathtub conversation

Monday night we had dinner with my parents who surprised our son. On Tuesday he kept saying, “I miss Grandpa. I miss Grandma.” It was so sweet!

Yesterday I caught up on laundry & while my son used a hamper as a boat, filling it with toys. In the early evening, we had a play date with our neighbor & her daughters. They had a ball playing together. I think my son has a crush on her oldest girl. He asked about her the remainder of the evening. When we got home Daddy was done working. He was sick with a cold & sleeping on the sofa. I sent him upstairs to bed & took our son grocery shopping. We got home, put groceries away & then put my son to bed. Once he was in bed, I finished laundry & watched some television while my hubby continued sleeping. I couldn’t sleep again but finally managed to get a few hours somewhere during the night.

Then early this morning, I took a bubble bath. When our son woke up, he came into the bathroom with a very serious face. This was the conversation that followed.

“What are you doing Mommy?”

“Taking a bubble bath. Do you want one?”

“No.”

I poked my toe out of the water.

“No Mommy. Toe goes in the bubbles.”

“Okay. You’re cute.”

“No. I’m not cute. I’m a boy.”

“You’re a cute boy.”

“No. I’m just a boy.”

Then he motioned toward the bath pillow. "Lay down Mommy. Go to sleep."

As I lay my head down, he patted my cheek & said, "Good night Mommy."

How can I resist such a sweet boy?