Quiet Times

The other night I was laying in bed with Austin (on his new cool bed-never mind the fact that I had a hard time getting my fat 'uh-oh' up there, and an even harder time getting down). We were talking about the day and just having one of those cherished quiet moments together. I think we were talking about his cool new bed, and he asked me how long he could keep it. I told him forever and said he could even take it to college with him when he goes (planting that seed early). He asked what college was, and why would he ever want to leave. I told him someday he may want to leave when he is grown up. He asked me if he had to. I of course told him no, that he could stay here for as long as he wanted. He said he never wanted to leave. I kissed him goodnight and in my heart I was praying, "Oh how I hope you say the same thing when you are 14".