Saturday, January 8, 2011

Crib Talk

Last night I was doing the usual bedtime routine with Devon.

PJ's. Blanket. Milk. Brush teeth. Papash (pacifier). Tell stories and sing songs. Hugs and kisses all around. Good night. Sleep tight. You're my favorite little boy in the whole world. I love you.

As I was about to leave Devon's room he said,"Mama, get in here crib." I wasn't sure if I heard him right, but he kept saying it over and over again.

"You want me to get in your crib?"


I couldn't climb in there fast enough! His crib is on the lowest setting so the mattress is resting on the wooden frame like a regular bed. I honestly couldn't believe that it could hold me or that I could even fit in there with him, but we snuggled up together and looked at the glowing stars on his ceiling. I told him a story that I made up about a giraffe who flew to the moon then swam down to the bottom of the ocean to have a tea party with an octopus. It's his favorite. It was probably the greatest 10 minutes with my son ... ever. As I was telling him this story we were giving each other kisses, giggling, snuggling and exchanging I love you's. At one point he was stroking my cheek with his finger tips. It was one of those moments that you never want to end and one that you know you will never forget.


Kate said...

awe, what a cute little boy who loves his mommy to bits and bits.

Kate said...

I have a feeling that he's going to ask you to do that a lot now.

Elizabeth Larson said...

That is so heartfelt and sweet! What a treasure you have with your sweet little baby D. Glad you wrote it down so you can look at this 20 years from now!

Crystal Pistol said...

Oh my gosh! How sweet. some moms wouldn't even attempyt climbing in there! Good job, sista. You're a great mommy!

You should write down the giraffe story.

yo nance said...

Mama-wise you are surely doing all the right things. I'm so proud of you and Joe and your parenting. Have I told you that before? Doesn't matter...keep it up.