The other night we were lying in bed together… Me and Precious (because Hubby travels Monday through Friday so I let her sleep with me those nights he is gone…) and she says the most wonderful thing to me.

It’s dark and we are cuddling but also laughing and talking about the day when she says this:

“We laugh a LOT in bed, Mom!   I don’t think any of my friends have this much fun with their moms…”

Wha??  Did she really just say that?  After she’d stomped away from me three times that afternoon?  Even though she is still grounded from computer for being nasty to a girl at school?  Picture Sally Fields accepting her Oscar… “You like me!  You really like me!”  (I realize it’s pathetic to get happy because my own kid likes me.  Duh.

But also… wow.        I’ll be riding this wave of satisfaction for days.