This morning Sam came padding into my room. It was much too early. Too early. Ha! My son doesn't know the meaning.
Many times he will come tell me he is hungry, I will tell him to give me "just a few more minutes" and he will then go to the living room to watch cartoons to wait. (not patiently, I might add.)
But not this morning. No, this morning, he came up to the side of my bed (I knew he was there, but I didn't open my eyes - you know, hoping for a few more minutes.) and he pulled my eyelid open and said, "Mom...I know you're in there."
I couldn't help but chuckle.
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