He only ever needs me at night. When there's no one else around and it's dark, he'll hold my hand and make sure I'm there. In the day light he couldn't care less, he makes it painfully obvious he doesn't need me and sometimes I'm sure he would rather I was far, far away. I stay up until he falls asleep and at that point, even in sleep, he throws my hand away. He lets go and even tosses it back at me. It's purpose was served. When we watch movies he sits far away and makes sure we don't look at each other. And even though he puts me through the ringer I still love him. I pat his head and touch his hair and say goodnight. Amazingly, I don't blame him, not at all.
He's only three. He can't help it.
Babysitting can be a hard gig yo.
One day we'll be friends...I hope :)
Oh! Go listen to Ben Folds' new album. It's love.
In the meantime watch two loves come together beauty-ously(sp?) lol.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XTXsoi603yU
It's Amanda and Ben! Woo!
Much starry night sky love
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