Geez, Mom

Here's how I knew my sweet little toddler/preschooler/little boy is long gone. On QB's 9th birthday last week, naturally, I wished him a happy birthday as he went off to school. Here was his exasperated response:

"Mom, you've said that, like, eight times!"

Sadness. He locks his door every time he's in his room. I'm not allowed to kiss him in public anymore, either.

But oddly, he still likes me to snuggle him at night. We have our best talks then about all sorts of random things. I'll hold onto the bedtime snuggle as long as I can.