I love being a mom.
At bed time, we’ve started this ritual with Cooper about how much we love him. So we’ll say “I love you more than—-…. the sky, the trees, the ocean etc”. He asks to do it the minute the Thomas story we’re reading is finished and giggles madly at some of the things we say we love him more than. Last night was the first night ever that he started in on it on how much he loves me in comparison to ….. things he came up with on his own. I LOVE it. So he loves me more than his “door. Wall. BLanket. The sky. His arm. His bed. and last but not least his cup of water”.
