Mathias
walks up to my bed at 630 this morning and I think to myself, so much
for sleeping in. He must of read my thoughts because he rubbed my hair
softly. MATHIAS: "Shh, Mommy...it's me Mathias, don't wake up. Go back
to sleep. I'm just gonna go watch cartoons." ME: Shh, it's me Mommy.
That's great, but you still woke me up. MATHIAS: Oh ok. Since you're
awake now Mommy, can you make me pancakes? ME: suuuure
