March 22, 2010

Half of My Heart

This morning at the ripe time of 4:33 am, James started crying. Wet diaper/bed/stuffed animals, in addition to the start of the funk that Stella and I have been carrying around all weekend. I mosey upstairs, pull him out of his crib and begin the process of changing everything.

Halfway through the zip-down of the footed jammies, James grabs both of my hands.

"What buddy?"

I kid you not, that little monkey puts MY hands on HIS chest, right where his heart is, and says, "I wuv you, Mommy."

Well, there goes half of my heart.

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