Joshuapants,

Thanks for making me a mommy. I can’t believe you’re six! I love you so much, baby boy. You’re everything I ever dreamed of.
Love, Mommy

He tries to be sneaky, but stealth at 5:30 a.m. isn’t his strong suit. He’s supposed to stay in his bed until 6, but I’ve been unable to sleep for hours anyways, so I don’t try to take him back to bed. He climbs over me and works his way in between his daddy and me in the bed, tunneling under the covers and pushing himself up against my side so there is not even air between us.

He is so warm. Heat radiates from him and makes it’s way across my body, starting at my elbow, spreading up and down my arm, then across my back. He was born a snuggler, warm as toast and sweet as sugar, my little boy. And it makes my heart so happy that I am still his favorite thing to cozy up to when he wakes bleary-eyed in the dark.

“Mommy,” he says before he drifts off, his voice thick and heavy with sleep, “am I your best snuggler?”

“You sure are,” I whisper into his hair. My little boy.

This weekend we had some intense Wii bowling matches in the Rapson household. I know, I know, we know how to PARTAY! You see, we had recently discovered that when you reach PRO status on Wii bowling, you get a shiny bowling bowl. It’s sparkly and beautiful and Joshua, Bobby, and I all wanted to get one and KEEP it! Because, alas, you can lose your shiny ball if you start performing badly.

So, we spent much of this weekend in pursuit of the shiny ball. I am happy to say that all three of us are now in possession of one.

Joshua is quite competitive and in his quest for the shiny ball, was starting to trash talk his daddy. Although, his trash talk was more along the lines of “You’re mean!” when Bobby would get a strike, or “You’re not gonna make this shot!”

Bobby decided to up the trash talking ante. He rolled a strike, pointed at Joshua and said, “IN YOUR FACE!”

Joshua thought it was the funniest thing he had ever heard. So the “IN YOUR FACE”s echoed loud and long for awhile. Even when Joshua missed a spare by just a little, he turned and said to his daddy, “That was ALMOST in your face, so IN YOUR FACE!”

Bobby and I both collapsed in laughter of course! We are such good parents.

Here’s hoping “IN YOUR FACE” didn’t make it’s way to kindergarten today…and if it did, that it won’t make it’s way into the teacher’s earshot!