Reason #947 Why I Love My Son...

I was so tired last night. It was one of those nights where it was all I could do to make it up the stairs just to get into bed. Just as it was one of those nights, it had been one of those days with the kids. In fact, I sent both Andrew and Alivia to bed at 8pm with no story because - again - they were squabbling. Needless to say, they were not very happy with me. So, at 9pm, I decide to make the climb up the stairs to crawl into bed. I walked in my room, turned on my lamp and this is what I found, from my dear sweet wonderful son who I had just sent to bed with no story.

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(In Andrew's phonetically correct spelling, which I love. It cracks me up!)

Mama

I hope you are haveen fun. You and me can go on a date. You are the best mom in the whole wide world! Let's play the wii or make book's or have fun. You have fun. I have fun. Let's do it eney day you want. So... Um... Have fun.

PS. For mama

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PSS. From Andrew
PSSS. When we go have fun bring me.
PSSSS. We will have fun dooin fun things.
PSSSSS. Let's make a scrap book and take pickshers.
PSSSSSS. We will have so much fun.
PSSSSSSS. Let's go to the moive theder's and eat popcorn and jreck.(I'm not sure, but I think he's trying to spell drink? And he better be talkin' about soda!)
PSSSSSSSS. We will have so much fun.
PSSSSSSSSS. I love you so much.

Are you kidding me? Could this kid be any sweeter? He really knows how to tug at his mama's heartstrings. I put the letter down and went into his room and gave my big boy a big hug and kiss while he slept. Man, just when I think I couldn't love him anymore, he goes and does something like this.

"My cup runneth over...."

Birdie Pruitt and Romana Calvert. Hope Floats. 1998.