So I went out to look for clothes tonight, and found NOTHING that fits. It sucks being short & fat. Anyway, I promised Ryan I would be home before he went to bed, so we can make some (break & bake) cookies. I come home, and he is drinking his milk before bed, has his jammies on and ready to help me. So we make some cookies, and put them in the oven. And Tom was ready to take him to bed, so I said "Give me a kiss goodnight" and Ryan broke down crying. He didn't want to go to bed. So...I held him and I gave him a kiss. And I said "Night Night Ryan" and he says "Night Night Mommy".
It's moments like this, that I love being a mommy!