It is Sunday morning and I am the first person awake.
I curl up on the couch with a good book under a blanket and read while the sun comes up through the windows.
“I will be your little boy forever,” he says to me.
I feel like a Hallmark card.
The moment will quickly pass as he starts asking science-related questions that I cannot answer without some help from the internet, and I will have to think about responsible things, like breakfast and that we will need to get dressed at some point