It is official - my almost four year old is going through a new phase.
It is a mama phase.
He cannot get enough of me.
Typically this is expresses by running full force at me to give me a hug.
That would be welcomed gesture if his head didn't line up with my pelvis.
Tonight's dialogue:
Me: "Why don't you play in your room or watch the movie with Daddy and Livvie?"
Aiden (in his whiny voice): "I just want to sit on your lap."
That is sweet, but Dude, you weigh 40 pounds...
