Last night was a very whimpery night for Mr. Alex. I can deal with sass and naughtiness without going berserk, but whiny? Stop. Stop right now. I can't hear you when you whine. Ah, the life of a compassionate mother.
Any way, due to the whiny, I was more than ready for bedtime. We read a story, turned on his fish light, and snuggled up. After telling him to stop talking and go to sleep and getting him a piece of cheese and covering and recovering him, he finally was still. And then he wiggled over to me, put his head on mine and whispered, "Mom? I totally totally love you."
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