From the mouths of babes

Yesterday was a RIDICULOUS day. Jacob was in a snit. There is no other way to describe it...he was in a snit. Everything bothered him, he was bored, he was tired, he was hungry...he was completely out of sorts. And when Jacob is in a snit you'd better watch out - you'd get a toy up the side of the head faster than you could say "Watch out!"

So after an evening of being verbally abused by a five year old, torn and bruised from trying to keep him out of trouble and exhausted from dodging flying toys I decided that he just HAD to go to bed. My patience was GONE, I was tired and House was on at 10:30...that child was GOING to sleep if I had to knock him over the head to do it.

So he struggled and he fought. He yelled and he screamed. He cried and he cajoled. But I stood my ground and lay with him singing quietly just being patient (not an easy task let me tell you) and then at 10:00 p.m. he quieted. He lay with me and he was quiet. Then he touched my face with his little hand and buried his face in my hair and breathed "You always smell so good"

And then he slept. And my heart broke. Just broke.

I watched him sleeping and all I could think about was that one little sweet moment. The trials and tribulations of the night just disappeared into a puff of smoke and I lay there and snuggled with my boy.

Funny how these things happen eh? One small gesture and I turn to mush...out of the mouths of babes - he made my whole night brighter.