Last night, Carter asked me to lay by him. That, by the way, was the best Mother's Day gift ever, because it is rare that he wants to snuggle. Here is how the conversation went:
Lights are completely off, Carter is tucked in his bed with Buzz, Woody and his nasty Christmas Tree Blanket.
Carter: Mom, Sit by you?
Me: I can lay by you, baby. Sure. But I will need a kiss first.
Carter: (Leaning up to kiss me) I love you, mommy.
Me: I love you, Beetle. (Crawling into his bed now)
Carter: Mom, hold you closer.
Me: Sure. (My arms holding him closer)
Carter: Now roll over, mommy.
Me: Like this? (After I rolled)
Carter: No, the other way. (I rolled back..)
Me: Is this better? (And I feel a little hand creeping down my neck...then to the boob)
Carter: Yes. I just pinch your boob mom. Now go to sleep.
Me: Hey! We don't pinch boobs, Carter. It hurts and it isn't nice.
Carter: But I "Wike" it, mom.
Me: (Laughing so hard, silently...) Well, we can't do that. I love you. Goodnight.
Carter: Goodnight mom. Goodnight Boobie.
In case you were wondering, he was pre-programmed to do that. Naughty! Don't let his binky sucking, sweet talking behavior confuse you. It never ends, and I love it. (Although we are still working on not pinching boobs...and saying the "S" word.)
1 year ago