before naptime.

Lullaby cd playing in Ben's dark room, I'm holding him... He has his blanket in his arms and it searching for the tag. 'Where'd it go?' he asks.

He finds it, rests his head on my shoulder and hums along to the music. The more tired he gets, the more off-key his humming is. Today it's pretty terrible-sounding.

'Give Mama a kiss?' He does. I melt. I slowly put him down in his bed.

'Mama loves you, Benjamin.'

'Yeah.'

I love this kid.