Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Bennett woke up at 4:30 am today. Jim went and picked him up and brought him into bed with us. This is what we usually do when he wakes up in the middle of the night - I know we're probably creating a bad habit but I'm sure he won't be doing it when he's 18. He thought it was party time - rolling around, sitting up - generally causing a ruckus. At one point though he crawled up on my back, leaned into my face and said "Mama". It was clear as a bell and he only said it once. We are not sure if he really meant it or if it was just a fluke. Regardless, at 5 am, despite the fact that I was getting kicked in the back and having my hair pulled, I believed it. And my heart - just for a moment melted - completely. Kind of like the Freezie in Bennett's hand.