Two Year Olds... They Miss Nothing...

My kid can milk bedtime for all it's worth because he knows I'm a sucker for his snuggles.  This kid loves his Momma and I love to drive my Husband crazy and tell him that Momma is the only woman he'll ever love.  Now, yes, I know better, and I promise I'll quit saying it when he gets interested in girls.  As long as I approve of them of course (which I won't, and at that point we'll talk about therapy).

 His - Oh come on, you are powerless against me face.

So after three books too many last night, he asked for a Bible story, because when he wants one more story he knows I won't say no to the Bible. This is one of the ones we have.  I love it too, simple one page for all the popular stories. 

Me: Jesus Visits Mary and Martha
Him: Where's Joseph?
Me: (I die. He blows my mind.) Who is Joseph?
Him: With Mary.
Me: Oh, Mary's Husband.
Him: Husband? I be your husband Momma?
Me: My Husband, like Daddy?
Him: Yes Momma, I love you.

Me: (Dies from sweetness.)

I'm just always blown away by how much he remembers and pays attention.  I didn't try to sort out Mary from Mary but just his sweetness was able to melt away a rather wretched week.