Out of the mouths of babesEthan has been a little under the weather for the past few days, running a fever, headache and just not himself. So he's been waking up at night and crying out for me. I
The first night he did this, he whined "I just want someone to lay with me for a little bit". So I snuggle up close to him in his bed, wishing his miseries away. It doesn't matter what time it is, I will never turn down an opportunity to snuggle with my boys. I was loving it.
Ethan turned away and said "Mommy?"
And then the whopper. "You can get up now...your breath stinks."
The next night, he beckoned again. I checked my breath in my hand. Not too bad. (Come on people, who's breath doesn't smell after a few hours of sleep?) I hoped this would extend our snuggle time.
"Mommy will you lay with me?"
"Sure sweetie, for a few minutes."
A minute or so went by and I almost dozed off in his bed. But then...
"Okay mommy, you can go now. That's all the minutes I can take."
What a stinker!