For weeks Mason has begged me to sleep with him. So Friday morning we planned that night to be slumber party. Actually, it was more of a bribe. The poor kid has to drink a laxative every morning. And to get him to drink it on Friday I promised I would sleep with him.
So around 8 pm we got into bed together. We read a million books. We talked. We took a trip downstairs to pee (for some reason Mason wouldn't let me pee in his bathroom).
Then we got back in bed. And two REALLY cute things happened.
1) I was asking about all the new teachers he sees on a regular basis. There are four 4's classes and they combine together at the end of the day so he has 8 new teachers that he deals with. After I asked about all of them he asked me, "And how is Martin doing?" It was adorable.
2) I was laying facing away from him trying to fall asleep. He says to me, "Turn around so I can see your beautiful face!" Where does he come up with this stuff? I melted.
I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't fall back asleep because I had no idea what time it was. I went downstairs and found out it was 1 am. I stayed down there watching tv until 4. I guess that's what happens when you go to bed at 8 pm. Then at 4 I snuck back into bed with Mason and slept until he woke me up at 8.
All in all, it was a fun night and I promised Mason that we would do it again "sometime".
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