story after story after story after story

last night, carter and his dad needed to go to basketball practice, so colin and i got to have a little bit of time together before bed.  as we watched the big guys head out the door, there was a sweet voice by my side...

"mommy...can we just read a bunch of stories under the big green blanket?"

we read.

and read and read.

'i love you the purplest'

'junior's colors'

'the north star'

'i love you because you're you'

'my big brother'

'welcome to birdwell island'

'are you my mother?'

...

it was just a sweet time.  i pointed to the words he could read and he "read" with me too.  then it was off to brush teeth and to be tucked in.  prayers and kisses.  one last drink and more kisses.  lights off and i was out to the living room.  i heard a pitter-patter across his room and back to his bed.  knowing colin, i thought i better check in with him.

"whatcha doing, munchkin?"

(i saw him holding a journal and pen)

"i needed to write."

"really?"

"yeah...i needed to write the words we read together so i don't forget them."

*smiles*

i hope he writes as many stories as we read.