A face only a mother could love?
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
I Luvz Me Boy
Very little tonight other than we've just watched a movie Step Up 2. Adam and the Fringelet and I just schlepped on our respective couches watching together and eating sticky chicken burritos, that makes me happy. He twiddles her hair, piggy backs her through the kitchen, slaps her bum, farts disrespectully, and fobs her off with a rather-too-convincingly 'gay' dialogue. She giggles, dances with the dog to 'Hit the Floor' and they snoox on the couch. Not in a tongue wrestling 'when's your mother going to bed kinda way' but they play . . he teases, she giggle and I sit there with the satisfaction of knowing that he's happy, she's wonderful and knowing that he's a great boyfriend and a good son. I love my boy - more importantly I like my boy - who incidentally is willing to take his mother to see Dark Knight on Thursday . . .this time with him has been nothing short of amazing despite or in spite of his stinky socks.