8:00 p.m. Mommy and the little guy go to bed. Twin bed, Thomas the Tank Engine sheets.
9:00 p.m. Phone call. Two-hour delay.
1:30 a.m. The little guy wakes with horrible stomach cramps. Asks to go downstairs.
2:30 a.m. The little guy sits up. "Mommy go to kitchen and get cereal."
2:40 a.m. Mommy bursts into tears because she's tired and just needs to go to bed.
The little guy smiles.
Mommy says, "I'm sorry, honey. I can't smile. Mommy lost all her smiles."
The little guys says, "Um...I think Daddy can help you."
4:00 a.m. Finished watching "Thomas and Friends." Mommy asserts that it is bedtime.
7:00 a.m. Mommy crawls out of bed and wakes Daddy.
7:10 a.m. Mommy starts to shovel out the truck.
7:30 a.m. Mommy gives up and decides to just drive through the snow.
8:45 a.m. Mommy leaves for work feeling tired and miserable.
9:55 a.m. Mommy is ready to explode. Gets email.
Good morning Mommy,
Thank you for staying up with me last night. I had a good time watching Thomas. I know you were tired, but you stayed with me anyway. Daddy and I are eating honey crackers and watching Thomas now. I can't wait for you to come home.
I love you,
9:57 a.m. Mommy remembers why she does this. Can't wait to go home. <3