Little moment with Gogo

Gideon is informing me that his favorite foods are tomatoes, spinach, apples, and oranges. And honey from the bee hive (honeycomb) is good, but he only likes a little because It's supersweet. He is a tired babbling boy. Now on a huge tangent about being stung bby a bee at recess. On and on and on ramblingsleepytalk.

Oh my Jesus, he's killing me with how cute he is! I just said, "when you're big, like bigger than Ella, and you move away..."

And he interrupted and said, " but guess what? I'm going to stay because when I grow up, you're going to be an old woman. And when you're old, you're so helpless. And like your back hurts and your hip amd your other hip. And if your hips hurt, I'll massage them and bring you food because when you're old, you'll be helpless and you'll need me to take care of you because i like being nice. Mama, you're so tiny. When I'm grown up, I'll be bigger than you ..." Ramblerambleramble. I'm in mama heaven, here in my bed cuz Gogo "can't sleep."

 "You're so tiny. You're like a molecule"

"Can we write a finger puppet show? Can we make a puppet theatre? We have boxes..."

Now A has entered the scene and is lying on my back and Gogo is reading to us. I'ma take over. Gotta get these monkeys to bed. It's hard to be strict about bedtime when they are so flippin sweet!

The occasional screaams from teenagers in the basement watching a horror movie (yes, screams, a chorus of them) reminds me how short and precious this time is. I make no apologies for spoiling them and letting themselves talk themselves into tired stupors for an hour past bedtime. I wish we had "spoiled" the big girls more in this manner. My gosh, Ella will be a junior next year, lulu a sophomore, Simon in middle school. This happens so fast!