Bedtime Cuddles

Early in the 8 o'clock hour I found my husband cuddled up behind my young son in his twin sized bed.  It was a precious sight.  Those two look so cute together, and Henry always looks sweetest when silent.  I left them in the pitch black room, and I wonder if I'll have a bedmate tonight.  At dinner Vivian shared the story of her birth.  She told the others that the medicine did not work, and she was the "painfullest" baby mommy ever had.  She said, "I was born the fastest."  Henry, thinking he was correcting her, said, "No, Viv.  You were born the fattest."  I almost spit cauliflower across the dinner table the laughter hit so suddenly.

Last week Robbie tickled Vivian so much at bedtime that she peed herself.  I was heading out the door for a meeting when Robbie appeared with a disgruntled look and wet PJs and panties.  He couldn't believe what had happened.  That was a first.