It was 11:30 at night. Wes was on shift at the fire station. Neither Emerson nor I were the least bit tired. I thought a late night swing from the apricot tree would be fun. I wondered if I was being a bad mom for keeping my toddler up so late. He giggled, he laughed, he smiled from ear to ear as we swung in circles, back and forth, side to side, high and low. As I carried him back into the house, he wrapped his arms around my neck and said, "I love you, mamma!" I knew that I was not a bad mom at all.
11 comments:
i love the lights in the trees. i think you are a good mom and sometimes we need to do those crazy late night things.
I want to swing in a apricot tree with lights all around.
I want to swing, too! I love the photo- it looks totally magical. And I bet that was a wonderful hug!
best thing ever, to hear "i love you momma."
Youre an amazing mom, Ames.
you make me want to go wake up my kids!! this is just delightful!
i love everything about this post. You are very lucky.
I'm so happy to know that I'm not the only mom who's kids are NEVER in bed at bedtime. Sometimes the late night is the best with kiddos!
love your lights.
That is the sweetest dang thing. He had a blast and you even got an unsolicited I love you out of it. Worth it for sure!!!!
Adorable! Not a bad Mom at all...
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