Sweetness thy name is Beckett

Oh my....this little boy is going to melt hearts one day.  Here's how tonight's bedtime conversation went:

Beckett: Mommy, I love the gold Daddy brought me from Texas (a big chunk of fool's gold)
Me: Yeah, it's pretty neat, isn't it?
Beckett:  Would you like a big piece of gold, Mommy?
Me: Yes, I'm sure I would
Beckett:  Mommy, I'll tell Daddy to buy you a piece piece of gold!
Me: YES!  Please say those exact words to Daddy!
Beckett: Don't worry Mommy, you can share mine.  You can take it to bed with you while I sleep.  I don't mind sharing my gold with you.
Me: (Swoon) Thank you sweet Beckett, but you keep it. I'm okay watching you enjoy it.

He's just too sweet.

Bedtime cuteness.

Back on the blogging bandwagon.

Maren and Beckett have taken to asking for "stories" before bed.  Beckett always asks for some kind of summary of his day - ie. "Mommy, tell me about the boy who loved Spiderman".  It's cute.

But, for the past month Maren has been stuck on the same storyline..."Mommy, tell me about the princess who goes to the gardening store with her flying unicorn...that has wings....with their whoooooole family". And so, every night, I dream up some kind of flowers that they find, and buy and take back to the royal castle to plant in the royal garden. Tonight, however, she added a twist!  The princess and her unicorn wanted to stop at the playground to play. As I started describing the slides and the swings, Maren (ever so logical) asked me who was pushing them, if both she and the unicorn were swinging?  Given that it was bedtime and I was tired, I pulled the "just because" answer which seemed to satisfy her curiosity for now!