Elevated Thought

Me: “Time for bed, princess.”

Little Miss Thing, age 6: “I can’t.”

Me: “It’s time.”

LMT: “I can sleep here. This couch is my bed now.”

Me: “Is that your big plan?”

LMT: “It’s not funny. I can’t go upstairs again until we get an elevator.”

Much Love

(at tuck-ins)

“I love you. You’re an amazing boy. You’re strong and fast and smart and funny and handsome and hard working. I couldn’t ask for a better son.”

(hugging)

“Now go to sleep immediately, or I will beat you with this Harry Potter book.”

“You’re weird.”

“Yes, thank you. Are you asleep yet?”

(giggling)

“You better not be faking. This book is really heavy.”

(much giggling)

“Good night, my boy.”

“Good night, Dad.”

“I KNEW IT!”

(much tickling)

(much giggling)

(much love)

My Oldest, age 15: “Since it’s after 11, it’s too late to watch a movie on Netflix.”

Me: “Really?”

Oldest: “So, instead… let’s watch the entire Firefly series… and the Firefly movie.”

Me: “I knew we were raising you right.”