There are some things I just don't want to forget.
Like in the early morning when Nate crawls in bed next to me to snuggle up and get warm. When Eli (who almost always finds his way in our bed in the night) wakes up, Nate is thrilled, smiling at Eli and touching his face softly with his little cute fingers. Then Eli returns the affection, they smile and giggle at each other their greetings.
Then, this morning Nate chimes in with this:
"Mommy, wouldn't it be funny if I got a spanking and my bottom popped off?"
I love these sweet minutes, silly boys.