Future drinking buddies, perhaps?


Something very sweet happened today. Max took quite a shine to me. He asked me to sit next to him. He wanted to hold my hand. He lead me to the rocking chair so I could read him a story. He called me ‘mama.’ Granted, I think he was just noting that I, in fact, was a mama, but still.

This never happens to me. Nate is the kid magnet. Not me. Nate is slightly baffled by this turn of events. So am I, really. But maybe after two years of being a mom the tide is turning. I mean, babies at the grocery store do smile at me a lot. Who knows.