Spencer has assigned us all train names. I am Mavis or Molly (there is a shortage of girl trains in Thomas-land, FYI), Spencer is currently James, Jack is Henry, and Jake is Hiro.
When we visit my grandparents, as we did a few weekends ago, Spencer always sleeps with my grandmother. I told him I was going up to bed and gave him a kiss and he said, "Mommy! I have to tell you something!"
"What, sweetie?" I said to him.
"I want you to have good sleeps and sweet dreams of Hiro."
Maybe it is all the pregnancy hormones, but it made me tear up. Ever since, I've been thinking about how wonderful it must be for children to see their parents in love.
Our boys see us snuggle, kiss, flirt, and laugh together. They also see us bicker, argue, and huff at each other. My biggest hope is that they can take these situations, as enacted by their parents, and kind of log the memory of how it all went down and use it in their own lives.
I feel so lucky to have Jake and my wonderful boys.
Monday, July 26, 2010
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