Sleepy Boy

The cry comes at 3:00 am -- "Mooooommmyy!"

Is he sick? He's been coughing. Did he have a nightmare? He's been talking a lot about monsters. So in I go.

From under the covers comes a little hand holding a sock, then a bare foot is thrust at me. "Put my sock on!" I put the sock on.

"Give me my paci!" I find the paci on the floor and hand it over.

And he's out like a light.

While I'd never let him get away with such preemptory behavior while awake, it's sort of sweet to know that in the night, he completely trusts Mommy to take care of him.