Last night, Tom was feeling pretty sick. He ended up falling asleep at the same time as Sly did, at 9:00. A few hours later, I accidentally made a loud crash in the other room, and I heard Tom start to stir. In his sick half-asleep delirium, he started calling out, "Mom? Mom?......Mom?"
I actually surprised myself by feeling no jealousy that he called for his mom instead of me. I thought it was very sweet. I hope when Sly is all grown up, he still calls out for his Mommy sometime...
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