Putting Liam to bed tonight was ... one of those moments that I want to remember forever.
We played kisses, where I kiss his "squishy cheeks" and we both laugh. He had his Woody kiss me and then I'd kiss him and he laughed so hard he could barely breathe. We talked about our day and talked about how we were going to make pancakes tomorrow morning. (He couldn't decide then if he wanted blueberry, raspberry, or banana panckaes.) We cuddled and I stroked his hair. Right before falling asleep, he switched positions and lost his covers. I wrapped them back over him and in a sweet, soft voice, he whispered, "Thank you."
He's asleep now.
Ah, my boy. He has my heart.
