Kids slept with us last night (Friday). It is aways something they both look forward to when the weekend arrives. Meryl will sleep on the bed with me and Kyle on the platform with his dad. Last night after reading them a book, they got ready for bed. Both of them fought to sleep on the floor with their dad so I pretended to be upset and started crying. As usual Meryl responded 1st and offered to sleep with me. She even suggested that I sleep inside so that I won't 'fall off the bed' (actually she's the one that will fall off on top of her brother!)
Early in the morning, I felt her moving and then a hand trying to grab mine. Then the hand stretched across and pat me on my chest/shoulder. Noticing that I have also woken up, she whispered, 'Mommy you are more important. More important than my bicycle, more important than my hamster. Mommy, I love you.' Then she continued patting me, trying to put me back to sleep. After a while, she rained little kisses all over my face, on my cheeks, on my lips and even my hand ( just like what I often do with her!) and all the time telling me that 'I am more important.' Ain't it sweet?
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