On the way to school this morning, Nate's in the backseat (duh) and he starts a convo:
Nate: "Mom, today after school can we goto White Rock Lake? Just Us?"
Me: "Maybe. But how come?" (he NEVER wants to goto the lake - even when I suggest it!)
Nate: "So we can talk."
Me: "oh really? You want to go talk?" (the last time I suggested that he and I just hang out and talk - he wasn't too fond of that idea either.)
Nate: "Ya. Just you and me. We can goto the lake and talk for a little bit. And then we can go home."
Me: "well, sure Nate. We can stop at the lake on the way home today. I'd love to hang out with you and talk."
Ah the sweet moments that make the more difficult ones not matter anymore. I can't tell you how much I'm looking forward to our little lake date this afternoon to "Talk" to my baby boy!