Last night around 9:45 p.m., I had just shut off the TV and was laying in bed. Mason, who of course should have been asleep, came in from his room and crawled up in my bed. He laid down next to me with his mug in my face. The conversation went something like this:
Mason: Mommy, wanna talk?
Me: Sure baby, what do you wanna talk about?
Mason: Um, school.
Me: What did you do at school today?
Mason: Played with Tyler and Alex.
Me: Did you have fun?
Mason: Yes. I played with Superman too.
Me: Superman? Wow...really?
Mason: Yes. He is strong like daddy.
Me: Yes, he is very strong.
Me: Yes baby.
Mason: You are my girlfriend.
Me: Oh thank you baby...I love you too.
And the conversation continued on. He is so funny. He is growing up so fast, I can't stand it. He is saying such "adult" things that crack us up every minute. His other new thing is to say, "What's up?" He will plop down on the couch next to us and say it, ever so nonchalantly, as if he were 20 years old. I can't get enough of our conversations...he is so cute!