Every night we let our oldest son pick out two books to read before bed, one that I will read and one for my husband. He recently picked out “Love You Forever” by Robert Munsch and asked me to read it. He snuggled close and we rocked, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth when we go to the pages where the mother sings to her son.
A little while later, after my husband and I had gone downstairs, we heard his voice on the monitor.
“Will you come and check on me, and if I’m really (weally) asleep, will you pick me and and rock (wock) me back and forth, back and forth, back and forth and sing I love you forever?”
Who can say no to that?
I know he’s at an age when he soon will shy away from holding my hand, hugging me when I drop him off or pick him up, and won’t ask me to play with him…as much.
Now every night, when he’s really asleep (and sometimes, if he calls through the monitor and asks me to check on him, only pretending to be really asleep), I sing “Love You Forever” to him.
The words are so true. As long as I’m living, my baby, he’ll be.